First Mother's Day
Well, first Mother's Day where I could give my baby kisses on her squeezable squishy cheeks.
Mother's Day last year, 2349384 weeks pregnant with Kateri, was a different experience from this year. At that point I was just hugely pregnant, ready to have my baby out in the world with me, ready to not feel like a huge cow 24/7 with swollen feet and hands and face and and and. Ahh, the joys of pregnancy. The whole motherhood aspect hadn't really hit me yet.
This year I got to enjoy all the spoils of being a full-blown mom...changing dirty diapers, dealing with a fussy baby at brunch, enjoying an afternoon nap with a thunderstorm in the background, etc. etc. I also got hugely spoiled and blessed with a joint Mother's Day/birthday/Kate's bday/Father's day present...a real live flat screen TV! We're living the high life around here, y'all, now that we aren't watching Netflix each night on my tiny Kindle screen.
Huge shoutout to my incredibly generous & thoughtful husband who knows just how to win my heart time and time again...Netflix on our own TV and a clean house to come home to. He's amazing and I couldn't do this mom thing without him.
As the internet is wont to do, there have been a plethora of amazing links, articles, and videos surrounding the holiday this last weekend. Lots of times I don't stop to think about the fact that I'm a mom now - Kate's so much a part of our family life that it can be weeks before I realize again - wow, I'm a mother. How did that happen?
But the truth of it all really hit me this Mother's day. It's not easy to do, and by no means am I claiming to be even average at being a mom. But it's now one of the most central parts of my identity. And I really, truly love it. The hard parts. The messy parts. The times when I feel like I just can't endure another short nap, or a flailing diaper change, or a cry in the middle of the night.
I also love the sweet moments. Kate waving at me from the front door. Her happy and excited face when I get her up from a nap. Her snuggling into my chest (rare as it may be) when she's fallen down and needs a kiss.
I've realized in this almost-last-year that motherhood is truly written into my vocation and on my heart more than I ever anticipated before I became a mother. And for that I am so, so grateful.
HG
Mother's Day last year, 2349384 weeks pregnant with Kateri, was a different experience from this year. At that point I was just hugely pregnant, ready to have my baby out in the world with me, ready to not feel like a huge cow 24/7 with swollen feet and hands and face and and and. Ahh, the joys of pregnancy. The whole motherhood aspect hadn't really hit me yet.
This year I got to enjoy all the spoils of being a full-blown mom...changing dirty diapers, dealing with a fussy baby at brunch, enjoying an afternoon nap with a thunderstorm in the background, etc. etc. I also got hugely spoiled and blessed with a joint Mother's Day/birthday/Kate's bday/Father's day present...a real live flat screen TV! We're living the high life around here, y'all, now that we aren't watching Netflix each night on my tiny Kindle screen.
Huge shoutout to my incredibly generous & thoughtful husband who knows just how to win my heart time and time again...Netflix on our own TV and a clean house to come home to. He's amazing and I couldn't do this mom thing without him.
As the internet is wont to do, there have been a plethora of amazing links, articles, and videos surrounding the holiday this last weekend. Lots of times I don't stop to think about the fact that I'm a mom now - Kate's so much a part of our family life that it can be weeks before I realize again - wow, I'm a mother. How did that happen?
But the truth of it all really hit me this Mother's day. It's not easy to do, and by no means am I claiming to be even average at being a mom. But it's now one of the most central parts of my identity. And I really, truly love it. The hard parts. The messy parts. The times when I feel like I just can't endure another short nap, or a flailing diaper change, or a cry in the middle of the night.
I also love the sweet moments. Kate waving at me from the front door. Her happy and excited face when I get her up from a nap. Her snuggling into my chest (rare as it may be) when she's fallen down and needs a kiss.
I've realized in this almost-last-year that motherhood is truly written into my vocation and on my heart more than I ever anticipated before I became a mother. And for that I am so, so grateful.
HG
"I've realized in this almost-last-year that motherhood is truly written into my vocation and on my heart more than I ever anticipated before I became a mother." Yes, yes, a thousand times yes. It's amazing isn't it? As the first among my group of friends to be a "mom" ... our friendships have become a bit strained, for lack of a better word. I'm so excited for when they get the opportunity to see how awesome being a mom is. I never would've guessed I'd love it this much -- messiness, sleepiness, and all. Happy -late- Mother's Day, Hannah!
ReplyDeleteHappy late Mother's Day to you too, Kristen!! And thanks! It's definitely hard to balance friendships being a mom but agreed, it's so exciting to realize that hopefully someday they'll get to see how awesome it is! It's really amazing. :)
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