I am a mom! Ever since I was old enough to not be the “baby” anymore (3 years old?) I have dreamed about being a mommy. Nearly a year ago that dream became a reality: March 27, 2009!
I was in Spain with my husband doing a work-related leadership development course when I got two stripes instead of one.
TWO STRIPES MEANS POSITIVE!!!
It was an unforgettable moment. We had wanted a baby so badly, and yet when we finally got that news it was so unbelievable that it left me wide-eyed and speechless. When I showed my husband the test he thought I was showing him my new electric toothbrush… until I was barely able to squeak out the words “I’m pregnant!”
I had always imagined what that moment would be like. Would I scream? Would I cry? Would I start jumping on the bed or running around the neighbourhood telling anyone that would stop and listen? Turns out I was so surprised and relieved and overjoyed that I just fell backwards on my bed and stared at the ceiling. My head was spinning with these words “I am a mommy!”
I was deliriously happy.
I was one of those ladies that loved being pregnant. I remember somewhere in my second trimester thinking that I loved being pregnant so much, that when our son was born I was sure to be quick to start again with bubs number two. (It must have been the happy hormones deceiving me!) Being healthy all the way through made for a smooth pregnancy, but even more, it was this growing revelation that I was finally a mommy – my life long dream – and this tiny little person was taking shape inside my beautiful bump. I was in love from the very beginning. My little blueberry, grape, apricot, orange, honeydoo… (you remember getting those weekly updates about the size of your developing babe, right?!). I looooved my little fruit salad!
So here I am—almost a year later—and I’m well and truly a mommy. My son is now three months old and I had no idea that I had the capacity to love so much. He is perfect. He is incredible. He is an absolute joy and wonder… The delight of my heart.
Don’t get me wrong, mommyhood comes wrought will challenges. It doesn’t take long to figure that one out. And yet the cliché is true: to be a mom the best job in the world. I’m so happy to be a mommy.
Happy Mother’s Day to me! And happy Mother’s Day to you dear mommy-friends.
Mommies everywhere… we are blessed!