Love and Warriors

To the mama that looks like she has it together- but knows she doesn’t. The mama that aches for understanding because of what others are going through. The mama who is beyond grateful for her blessings and wants to celebrate them, but fully understands that there are other women out there wishing for the same blessings. 

I hear you. I understand. Don’t let guilt guide your thoughts. Instead let love. 

When we think of love, we picture red and pink hearts, a bouquet of red roses, that either very-exciting-I-have-a-date or dreaded-I-hate-the-whole-month-of-February day. But I have come to learn of an even deeper form of love this year.  One without candy hearts and poems, but with deeper meaning. 

In the past two years I have had close friends divorce, struggle with infertility and another friend deliver a baby who quickly returned to heaven. I know all these people have shed tears. Perhaps asked why. Been angry. Screamed loudly. Silently cried. Sobbed uncontrollably in the shower. Stayed awake all night- and then woke up the next day to do it all over again. These women are warriors. 

During these difficult moments these warriors were passing through, I reflected on why such good people had to go through such hard things. At many times I found myself wanting to take their trials away from them. I would find myself in tears. Sobbing in the shower. Awake all night. I felt guilty that I was the one who got pregnant quickly and had an easy pregnancy. Or that I went on a getaway with my husband. 

Maybe you can find yourself standing in my shoes. Or maybe a warrior in your life came to mind as you were reading. Maybe you are the warrior. 

I learned the aching was because of love. It caused me guilt because I cared.

 You are a good person. Hard things happen to good people. They happen to people you care about. Guess what else? Those warriors care about you too. They want to celebrate your happy marriage, pregnancy cravings, and hear all about your baby rolling for the first time. (They still might hurt inside and wish for their time to come and they are entitled to feel the way they need to feel). I know those true friends are excited for you and they don’t want you to wish away your blessings.  

 Love the stage of life you are in. Post that cute picture- if you are doing it because it makes you happy! Hold your husbands hand because you are grateful for him. Talk about your baby- don’t just pretend   they don’t exist. Maybe even invite that warrior to come play with you and your baby. It may bring joy to them! 

You got this mama!

Guess what else? When that friend shows you her engagement ring, whispers in your ear that she had a positive pregnancy test, or surprises you with an ultrasound. THE JOY IS UNREAL! I can honestly say I screamed louder than when I found out I was pregnant… and (possibly) cried more tears because prayers are answered. Keep being a good friend. You need them and they need you. Be there when it hurts and love it when it’s good. Remember it’s all because of love.

Morgan is a mama to a handsome baby boy. She values every second she has with him and also works as a dental hygienist. She is a med school wife and enjoys running, cooking, and watching Hallmark movies. If there is anything s’mores flavored she has probably tried it- and loved it. She believes laughter is the best medicine.