This was written last year when I was about 6 1/2 months pregnant…

Today is my first Mother’s Day. It’s not the first one I’ve celebrated; there have been 28 of those prior to this day. But today is the first time that I woke up to the amazing, completely stunning and silencing feeling of knowing that I will soon be a Mom myself.

I awoke to my husband kissing me on the cheek, wishing me a Happy Mother’s Day. I smiled as my little girl kicked me to remind me that it was time for breakfast. I realized that from the moment I saw the word “pregnant,” I became a mom in a little way. The first time we saw her on the ultrasound screen and heard her heartbeat, I became one a little. The moments that worry me and thrill me every day of my pregnancy, I become more and more of a Mom.

I believe this little blessing has always been ours, just waiting for us to be ready for her to join us. I was simply a mother in waiting, waiting for that first cry after delivery, that first smile and the first time I hear the most wonderful word come from her lips

8 months pregnant with Little Tea Cup

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This was written today with my nine month old sleeping peacefully in her crib…

Motherhood is like nothing I could have ever imagined. It is the most difficult and the most amazing thing. It is the most stressful and the most relaxing thing. It is longing for her to go to sleep, only to miss her once she is away from me. It is the frustration that is completely forgotten by the tiniest of smiles. It is the true dichotomy of everything in my life, but most of all it is the most love that I ever thought possible.

I received my Mother’s day gift a few weeks ago, and it far exceeds anything that could come in a box. My sweet Little Tea Cup, lying next to me one afternoon looked into my eyes and said “Mama.” From that moment on, I was no longer that Mom in waiting. I was what I always wanted to be: Mom.

 Little Tea cup at 8 months old

 When did you truly feel as though you became a Mom?