Mother’s Day Meditation

I met my firstborn son on the second day of his life.

The woman who carried him in her womb for nine months gave birth on May 19, 2002. As part of our adoption plan, she graciously allowed my husband and me to visit him in the hospital the following day.

After waiting in the hospital lobby for about an hour, we were shown to the maternity ward upstairs. As we entered the nursery, my eyes quickly scanned the half a dozen or so cribs until they landed on one in particular. Somehow I knew that was him. I couldn’t explain it but, in a way, I already knew him.

I literally gasped when I saw his face—he was so beautiful. A hundred different emotions raced around my heart until they crystallized into one thought: 

“I would go through it all again just for this moment.”

Every month I saw a single line appear instead of plus-sign. Every Christmas I only hung two stockings on the mantle. Every time I dreamed about the creative way I would announce my pregnancy this time, only to tuck that idea away for a day that would never come.

All of the consultations and lab tests and surgical procedures and shots and pills and ultrasounds and waiting rooms and bills from years of infertility treatments that always ended with the same result: “There is no medical explanation for your inability to conceive.”

Seeing my son’s face didn’t erase any of that.

It just made it all worth it.


One day we will see another firstborn Son’s face.

And we will gasp at His beauty.

And we will rejoice that, in a way, we already knew Him.

And certainly our hearts will cry out:

“I would go through it all again just for this moment.”

“Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.” (I Corinthians 13:12)

3 thoughts on “Mother’s Day Meditation

  1. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. I have to admit, I actually felt some tears wanting to creep up on me, but I fought them back.<><>And like Dennis said, thanks for pointing me back to Jesus.<>-Truman


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