On the Day I Became a Mommy

On August 6^th, 2011 my life changed forever when my son was laid in my arms. Even though I had never seen him before I already knew this baby. This is the baby I carried so close to me for 9 months (and an extra week). My beautiful child I sang to and prayed for daily. I didn’t know whether this sweet bundle was a boy or girl. What an amazing moment, to already love him with all my heart the second I meet him. I knew that this would be an amazing moment but, I was not prepared to have this feeling when he stares back at me. I was not prepared for this feeling of purpose, this amazingly huge, bigger-than-me responsibility. I am responsible for taking care of this new life. Those sweet eyes, that beautiful face, the shape, and features are the perfect combination of my husband and I. Just like I told my husband at his 20 week ultra sound, he has daddy’s forehead and mommy’s chin! He is the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. AND this is my sweet baby which I get to take home and cuddle and love, everyday. I am overjoyed to be his mommy. To understand him, to train him up in the way he should go, and to love him unconditionally, no questions asked. To look into his eyes, eyes that resemble mine, and say I’m proud of you. To hear “mommy” that special name and only he gets to call me (for now only he can.) I have set out to be the best mom I can possibly be for my son. Lord willing, this baby that will grow to be a respected, honorable, wise man of God, like his father.