A Mother's Touch

I wasn't sure whether I would have my mother in the room during labor. I told her that I might and that I would let her know when the day came. I did, and I mean I really, really did. Even when your 32 years old, you still somehow need, very much, the loving touch and comfort that only your own mother can provide.

The days when I was in labor, my worst day, and the other days, she was there. She was there to pray, to hold my hand, to cry for me out in the hall because she felt so deeply for me, she longed to make my pain disapear. She smiled and gently told me I was doing well. I cannot begin to express my sincere gratitude for her ability and desire to comfort me during those days of pain like I had never experienced in my life. Yes, Chris was there, and he was amazing, and strong, and a sweet and kind husband, holding my hand too, praying too and comforting me, but it was somehow different. Not any better or worse, just different.

I am so happy and blessed to have had her loving support those days and hours that dragged on for what felt like forever. I am also so blessed for the support of my Father, who I was told by my mother, prayed everyday of my pregnancy for me, and Baby Tristan. I am forever blessed by thier sweet spirit that helped them stay awake to remain at my side and in the waiting room area during the surgery, and not leaving the hospital until 2:30 AM. Those memories of having my Mother there will always remain in my heart, I will never be able to thank her enough for the gentleness of her touch, for the hours spent on her knees praying, for her smiles that lit the dark hospital room up and reminded me I was ok, for the special ways of encouraging me, and most of all for her willingness to adapt to my every changing moods.

After having Tristan, I was so proud and excited to introduce her and my Father to the grandchild they prayed for and the son I prayed for, thiers and my miracle, Tristan Dean Andel.

I love you in more ways than I could ever express. My love for you deepens as my days progress. Our long or short talks inspire me, give me hope, and make me smile. You are always there, and for this and SO MUCH MORE, you are amazing. I am so blessed to have you as my Mother, and one of my BEST FRIENDS.

Thank you. I love you.