Okay, so I started this yesterday and didn't finish, so now it's FRIDAY. I'm still going to do this, because I really want to write about becoming a mom.
The Prompts:
1.) If I could live in any era of history, what would it be — list 10 reasons why.
2.) You know you’re a mom when…
3.) A blog post inspired by the word: weather
4.) Something you’re thankful for this week.
5.) The meaning of your name…does it suit you?
2.) You know you’re a mom when…
3.) A blog post inspired by the word: weather
4.) Something you’re thankful for this week.
5.) The meaning of your name…does it suit you?
You know you're a mom when:
You forget everything. All the pain, the anxiety and the distress that you didn't get to have the birth you had planned on. You forget all the bad in the world. You forget all the people who hurt you, because your heart is filled with more love than you know what to do with
You love another person more than you love yourself
even when you're exhausted
and you can't remember what life was like before they came into the world, because they are your world.
Your heart hurts when you are away from them and your only thought is, "I want to go home and hold my baby." I never understood mothers who did that before I was one. I don't get all giddy about holding babies, I never did and still don't, but I wanted to hold Aly all the time. And kiss her, I couldn't.stop.kissing.her.
Your own life becomes less important. Your birthday doesn't matter. Their experiences are much more important than your own. You love selflessly, in a way you've never experienced.
Motherhood is a journey that is littered with poopy diapers, tears, exhaustion, desperation ("Please, baby, go to sleep!"), and the most amazing indescribable love.
You are filled with hope. Will she be a doctor, a lawyer, a dancer, a chef? Will she follow her dreams? Will the world see the amazing person who I know?
You wonder when your baby grew up and cherish each tiny moment, each cuddle, each giggle because they are only little for awhile.
6 comments:
She's so cute!
Adorable photos!!! Ah, they do grow so quickly. I blinked and my two girls are 11 and one will be 8 in January. sigh. It is so hard to describe the love a mother feels. I've always said the love a mother has for her child is the purest form of love. I had to have 2 C-sections. I seen where you wrote you didn't have the birth you planned on. Not sure if that's what you meant or not. Thanks for stopping by my Mama Kat's Prompt. Very cool about your cousin, Donetta!
I did have a c-section. She was 10.5 pounds. I was so upset but once she was here, it didn't matter
It's so true, the time flies by and I've never loved anything more in my life. They're so special!
This is absolutely beautiful! And so very true. I smiled when you wrote about how you were never big on babies - I was the same. Some women are naturally gaga for infants - I'm not. But your own. Well! That is love. And then there's the whole "wow I grew a whole new person" thing, which is pretty humbling. And beautiful.
Your photos - and your daughter - are lovely!
Best - Louise
My son was that age just last week. Today, he is a college freshman. It happens thatfast. Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!
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