May 13, 2007

Mother's Day
I don't have a referral yet and this time last year, I was so sure that would be my last Mother's Day that I was not a Mother but I am still not a mommy. I saw this poem on a yahoo group and really felt it describes me and my situation.

I am pregnant, but my tummy isn't growing, And no one ever calls me "little Mom."
The public simply isn't overflowing with questions that I'd handle with aplomb.
There are no special clothes to mark my waiting
Nobody stops and smiles as I walk by,
The absence of a due-date is frustrating
And looking at the nursery makes me cry
When I am over due no one will worry
The phone won't ring and ring as friends check in.
I can't hurry my labor in a hurry for My new life as a parent to begin
Adoption is a worrisome endeavor and waiting alone is not much fun
To be "with child" for a year seems like forever
Dear God, I'm ready!
Please send my little one.