Friday, June 18, 2010

Bless the Broken Road

I realized that sometimes I get so wrapped up in the PPD stuff that I forget to blog about how lucky I am.  I should have done this yesterday for "Thankful Thursday" but better late than never, right?

Yes, I have had some challenges since I became a mom -a colicky, fussy baby with reflux who became a toddler with a speech delay and potential sensory issues, not to mention my PPD, inter-mingled with being an orphaned adult myself - and no, I don't love being a mom. Yet.  But I DO love my son and I DO count my blessings every day and despite the sometimes rocky road, I feel lucky...
  • I have a child.  I have known so may families who still/have struggle(d) with trying to have a family of their own.  I KNOW I am lucky. 
  • He's healthy. Yes, he has reflux but even if he is on medication for the rest of his life, I know that's nothing compared to the challenges many other families face.  It's not life threatening and he can live a normal, healthy life.
  • I had PPD - it was hard.  It was the most horrible, dark place I have ever been but I got through it because I have a husband and doctor who support me and guide me.
There's the almost cliched saying: "What doesn't kill one makes one stronger."  I think it's true.  It's the challenges in life that that shape us into who we are.  Sometimes we need the rocky road to appreciate the smooth drive.

For our wedding song, my husband and I chose Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts because it summed up how our life together came to be.  I heard it on the radio this morning and realized, in many respects, it still holds true today.