ramblings, musings, and defining moments

ramblings, musings, and defining moments

And yesterday I saw her
Walking down an unfamiliar street,
Feet confident,
Face slanted upward toward a threatening sky,
And
She was smiling
And she was
Her very free,
Her very individual,
Unpliable
Own




Sunday, May 10, 2015

A Mother's Heart

A mother’s heart hopes and dreams for a precious child
Yet many women feel a loss to deep to be told.
You, grieving mama, still deserve to be recognized on Mother’s Day.


A Mother’s Heart
by Karen Shumake

For many moms motherhood is a dream.
A dream to conceive a child when our bodies rebel,
Refuse to engage in the miracle of conceiving a baby. 
Month after month, grieving what is not
Because you long for that test result to be different.
You, longing mama, still have a mother’s heart.
Happy Mother’s Day

For many moms, motherhood was within your grasp. 
The test was positive and the ultrasound was hopeful. 
You started picking out names, you started thinking about
Who your little person might be one day. 
Then, your world turned upside-down.
The new little heart stopped beating, 
Or you delivered far too early, 
Or you held your baby still at birth.
You, hurting mama, still have a mother’s heart.
Happy Mother’s Day

For many moms, motherhood meant placing your baby for adoption.
From your arms to theirs, for a hope-filled life.
Your heart. Ripped. Wide. Open. Having to say good-bye like that,
Standing strong and making that choice.  For a better life.
But when you’re a mom, you do what you think is best for your baby.
You, birthmom, still have a mother’s heart.
Happy Mother’s Day

For many moms, motherhood means remembering.
Memories of a hundred firsts and
The dreams of a hundred more never-will-be’s.
You lost your baby as an infant, child, youth, or adult.
And while there are memories that play like a home movie,
There is a deep longing to hear their voice. Just. One. More. Time.
You would give anything for just one more moment.
You, remembering mama, still have a mother’s heart.
Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all the women who have suffered motherhood loss in any and all forms.  My husband and I lost our first two babies to miscarriage.  Our baby Hope was born early at 13 1/2 weeks just a few days before Mother's Day 2014.  We have a few ultrasound pictures and some video of our first ultrasound of her.  We chose her name because we are confident of our hope through Jesus Christ.  Our baby Jeremiah was lost at 6 1/2 weeks in November 2014.  We never heard his little heart beat.  We named him Jeremiah after Jeremiah 29:11 because we know the Lord has good plans for us.  Grieving mama, you have hope in Jesus Christ.  The pain doesn't go away, but through our faith in Him, we are able to move forward with peace and hope despite the pain.  We choose to believe the pain is there to remind us of the precious babies we never held...and that is something I would never want to forget.


Life will be brighter than noonday,
    and darkness will become like morning.
You will be secure, because there is hope;
    you will look about you and take your rest in safety.
Job 11:17-18







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