We attended my parents' church with them this morning, and in the bulletin was a long dedication to mothers, which included "To mothers who give birth to babies they will never see, and the mothers who raise them." I cried through about half the service.
I stopped when we began singing "It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul)" and my daughter exclaimed "No your soul, MY soul. [I]'s soul!"
Happy Mothers' Day. I'm thinking of all of you.