Those Three Words

I've said those three little words before, but never really had a second thought about them. People have said them to me in passing but they didn't seem to mean it. Or they felt they had to explain themselves when they told them to me. Those simple words so simple and plain. And on Friday I began to realize their significance.


I came home from work on and there was a package in the mail addressed to me. I figured it was just another gift for our baby girl from a friend, but then I noticed that the return address was a book club in California. "Strange," I thought. I then began to rack my brain, trying to recall when I purchased something on-line. Since I've been ordering things on-line for the last couple of months, I was having a hard time remembering what this could possibly be. Curiosity was beginning to get the best of me, so I opened the package and found a book wrapped in bubble wrap. I began skimming over the package slip, looking for a message of some sort but I couldn't find one. But then it caught my eye. The buyer's name, our birth mom. I suddenly became anxious and couldn't wait to see what it was. I tore into the bubble wrap and saw the book: "Why Every Daughter Needs a Mother: 100 Reasons." Tears began to fill my eyes. I read the book description and I began to cry.


I quickly sent a text to our dear, sweet birth mom thanking her for the thoughtful gift and letting her know that this book would always be treasured in our house. And then she said it. Those three words: "Happy Mother's Day."


Our birth mom saying those words made what's going to be happening in two months even more real. In two short months I will be entrusted with a sweet, beautiful, pure, adorable baby girl. In two more months I will be a mom.