MY FIRST MOTHER’S DAY
I didn’t become a mother in the way I imagined I would have.  I didn’t get to buy maternity clothes, I didn’t get to watch her move in...
'And it is as if I have always known her, as if I have imagined the curve of her nose and her cute little ears. I have dreamed of her dark brown eyes. When I first held her hand, it was as though I had done so before, as though I’d known her before. As if God had prepared my heart for her, despite its hardened state.
It is as though God planted the outline of her in my heart, the smallest seed, before I even knew I needed her!"
- Cherise Swanepoel -
Adoption, Infertility & Pregnancy