If evolution really works, how come Mothers only have two hands? Here's hoping all the Mothers on the Meniere's site have a wonderful day. Love RoKo
Out of the womb we birthed a child so sweet; one so innocent and couldn't wait to meet. From tiny flutters to a joyous cry; a tiny hand held to eyes eyes filled with wonder, nothing can touch being a mother. From the time we knew, unsure of what to expect. We looked in your eyes and there was no regret. Time flew on and we watched you grow, your tiny heart and spirit we've come to know. Time tested us and obstacles we faced, but nothing beats a child's warm embrace. Motherhood is a journey, different for each of us. At times, it's the only thing we can truly trust. Some Moms are single, some are married. Some Moms will not be able to carry. We must not forget that some are fostering or adopting. Regardless, it is a role we have become. It is second nature. Prideful is the one who brings up a child filled with laughter and great energy filling us with life. Each second is a blessing. With beautiful gift, each day is Mothers Day. Happy Mothers Day from my heart to yours.