Christmas 2021. A year that I will always remember. I am experiencing a whole new realm of emotions. I cry a different kind of tear. For the first time, I get to experience Christmas as a Mom.

We bought a tree. We went Christmas shopping for our son. It seems like a dream at times, to be living a reality that I always hoped for. Last year I published a blog post about Mary and the Hope of Christmas. How she carried Hope in her womb then held Hope in her arms. Last year I was carrying hope in my womb and didn’t even know it yet. This year, I am holding that hope in my arms.

As I wrapped my son’s first Christmas gift, I felt like my heart was going to swell and bust. The tears and butterflies were uncontainable. A whole new emotion that I had never felt before.

Christmas as a mom.

As I filled out the little gift tag and wrote from Daddy and Mommy, I had to stop and smile through all the happy tears and just take in the sight. It’s one thing to place gifts under a tree but it’s another thing when you’re placing gifts under a tree for a child that you always prayed for that doctors said you could never have. Oh, the rejoicing in my heart this year is more than I can contain! Good is faithful to His word! I feel as if I could join that heavenly choir of angels as they sing about the Hope of the world!

We celebrate Christmas because of the Hope of Christ. Because of Christ, I celebrate my hope.

Merry Christmas son.