Today was Mother’s Day! I had a great day with my family and was treated like a princess. We spent a pretty perfect day shopping at an art fair and completed the afternoon with waffle cones before dinner (because hey, I’m not cooking!). I got to snuggle up on the couch with my 4 favorite people and watch a movie before we went out for dinner. When we got home my little boy, who is quickly outgrowing my lap, melted me by asking me to rock him before bed, something I have always LOVED, and I capped off the evening looking at scrapbooks of my perfect little newborns. Tonight I especially loved looking at the pictures of pregnant me becoming a mother, because after all, when a child is born, so is a new mother.
These are some of my favorite pictures….
This one was taken at my first ever baby shower. I was expecting my first born, I had learned the day before would be a daughter. I had no idea how much her little tiny presence was going to change my life. Nothing could prepare me for how a 6 lb. 8 oz. itty-bitty person would consume me, and I would allow it willingly! Upon my first gaze of her, I would feel like I had just laid my eyes on the most beautiful creation ever made, and this most exquisite creation was entrusted to my care. I guess I love the innocence in this picture.
My first born was also the first of her generation to be born in our family. The first grandchild, the first niece. Our family was giddy with excitement for her arrival. My body was no longer my own. Something I was a little bashful about. I was shy about my pregnant form, but I began to see that when people reached toward my growing abdomen, they were reaching out to my child. They were already loving her. I think this picture really captured those sentiments in me and in my sweet sister in law who was so very excited to become an aunt.
The second time around I was more comfortable in my own pregnant skin and very excited to be adding another daughter to my family. I so much more confident in my abilities as a mother, but inside I wondered in secret, “Will I love another one as much I love the first one? How can my heart possibly grow big enough to love another child with the depth that I have loved my first born?” It took less than a milli-second and all of those fears faded away. This little bundle of baby girl, all wrinkled, and rolley, with a layer of dark downey hair, looked up at me and drew me in with her slate colored eyes and quivering lips. How could it be possible that there was yet another delicious little baby creature lying in my arms? I had won the baby lottery. Twice!
Maybe I should have been more worried about having enough energy! Maybe I should have been more worried about the fact that they would only be 17 months apart and I would have 2 in diapers! It’s hard to remember that there was a day when I was worried about not having enough love, and not worried about being exhausted! I remember that when I look at these pictures and inside I laugh at myself.
Being pregnant with my son was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. I had been ‘on the pink aisle’ for 9 years! I didn’t even know where the ‘blue aisle’ was! It was a whole new world for me. Again, silly me, I wondered, “Will I love a boy like I love my girls?” and yet I was again struck with awe in the miracle of it all. I was carrying the child I never thought I would have! Pregnancy was harder this time, but I knew the sacrifices would be worth it. I wore my ever expanding waist-line with pride and joyful anticipation!
And boy did my waist line expand!!! This picture was taken the night before my son arrived and one month before my due date! I love the way my husband is adoring my belly, his unborn son. And for the third time, I was blessed with the most perfect of all babies. How could it be? 3 perfect babies? It’s not because the babies were perfect, although I have to gush, they absolutely were, it’s because it’s true, as my mom used to tell me, a mother’s heart knows no end. I love this picture because I am full of life and of love that has no end. ….and because that belly is enormous!
Happy Mother’s Day!