I have thought a lot about this post. Do I write it? Today is Mother’s Day. Today is the day.
When I met Steve, Brandon was 5. Joshua was 2. When Steve met me, Alex was 6. Our family became one on August 20, 2005. For those who don’t know our story, I adopted Brandon and Josh and Steve adopted Alex shortly after we were married.
Brandon and Joshua’s biological mother, Chris, died before I met Steve. I never knew her. What I do know about her is that she loved her children. She loved Brandon and Joshua and they love her.
I know she struggled with Brandon’s autism. I know she took him to doctor appointments and to play therapy sessions. I know she struggled with getting enough sleep, especially after Josh was born.
I know she was overwhelmed and scared and anxious. I know she did everything she knew to do to help her boys. I know her children loved her. And I know she loved them more than anything else in this world.
When Steve and I married, Chris’ parents were a bit skeptical of me. I don’t blame them. They didn’t know me and here I am, taking over that mother role in their grandchildren’s lives. They live in another state and visit their grandchildren twice a year. Chris’ sister has visited. And over the years, we have all developed a very nice, supportive relationship.
I like Chris’s parents. I like Chris’s sister and her daughter is adorable. It was important to me that those relationships continue and evolve. They are Brandon and Josh’s family and now I think of them as part of my family.
So, on this Mother’s Day, I want to thank Chris for bringing two of the most wonderful children into this world. I think about her often and I hope I am making her proud.
Happy Mother’s Day Chris!