Today, is Mother’s Day.

One simple day set aside to honor and remember the mothers who have daily given (and are still giving) so much of themselves.

And, on this day, I am especially thankful for my mother. Not just today of course, but especially today. I am thankful for her as she continues to show and teach me what being a mother is all about. I am thankful for her wisdom, patience, and understanding that have been shown to me time and time again.

I am equally as thankful for my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law who not only raised my dear hubby, but raised him to be the wonderful man he is today (nobody tell him I said that, I don’t want him to get a big head…), and who also continues to show me just what being a mom is all about.

But I am also thankful for a different reason this Mother’s Day. A new reason. A reason I have never been able to be thankful for before now.

To be a mother myself.

Although I am not actually holding my baby in my arms just yet, I most definitely consider myself a mother. I mean, one doesn’t selflessly give up cold ham sandwiches and not be considered one….

And as I sit here and write this, though I have tried, I simply do not have the words to express how excited, nervous, and so very, very grateful I am to be starting my journey down this path of motherhood. It’s a title I have wanted as far back as I can remember.

But it’s not a title I take lightly.

I know there are so many who also long to be given this title, so I do not for a moment take for granted the position I am in. I am humbled and thankful each and every day to have been given this opportunity, and I pray daily that I will be able to do this motherhood thing half as well as my own mom.

So on this day I am thankful for both the mothers in my life. I am thankful for everything I have learned, and will continue to learn, from them.

But for the first time in my lifetime, I am thankful for the gift of being a mother.

I can’t think of anything a whole lot cooler than that.