Today was a day that I dreading in many ways. Since early May, I had it on my brain that it would come and I had no idea how I would survive the feelings. It was my intended due date for the child we lost in May. I worried that this day would come and would be consumed with emotions that would take over. And then things took a different turn. Today was a blessing!
Our older daughter, Jenna, was chosen at the start of school to be The Shabbat Helper on this day-of all days. This involved her taking part in Tzedakah, the Shabbat blessings and rituals and introducing all 9 of her guests! We invited our family members to join us in celebrating Jenna's honor. It was such a gift.
As we sat there and I snuggled with my two little blessings on my lap and listened to Jenna, her friends, schoolmates and our family sing with smiles from ear to ear, I couldn't help but tear up. Yes, for mixed reasons; for my tears flowed thinking of the life we had lost, my tears dripped down with pride for my daughter(s) and our choice to send Jenna (and next year Maya) to the most incredibly loving preschool, and my tears welled up in my eyes for the excitement and anticipation of the future addition to our family due to join us in May 2012.
Jenna just blew me away, as she often does. Jenna is known at school as a quieter lady, but today, she showed how she can rise to the occasion. Jenna participated, spoke clearly and relatively loud enough for all to hear and most of all, she smiled. I couldn't have been more proud to be her mom, today and every day!