It's Mother's Day (duh). Last year was my first mother's Day, and I was probably too sleep deprived (HA! my auto-correct chose "depraved" before I changed it.) to care what day it was, because I have zero memory of it. This year I am very much aware of the day, because I FINALLY achieved something I dreamed of since I was a very small girl. I am a mother, and it is the title I wear most proudly.
I also wear it because of someone else's sacrifice. I wouldn't know the complete joy (frustration), happiness (anxiety), and devotion (I want to run away, weekly) I have in my life if Cam's first mom didn't make the choice she did. So I honor a woman I have never met by loving her child with everything I have.
Wherever N. is today, I hope that she is happy, healthy, and knows that she is loved. Knows that no matter what, she will always be a mother to Campbell, even if she doesn't get to mother her little girl like I do every day.