Recently my husband asked me what I would like to do this
year on Mother’s Day. This question got me to thinking about what being a
Mom really meant to me. I started mentally listing reasons and finally
decided that it would be nice to jot them down or why not blog about it.
First a little history on me. I
didn’t always want to be a mom! <gasp> Nope, it’s true! In my early twenties my husband and I stayed
out late and spent our weekends at wineries, bars, being lazy, hanging out with
friends or doing whatever WE wanted. If
someone ever asked me if I wanted children I quickly replied “Heck No!” We were having a lot of fun just being a
couple and enjoying time together. It
wasn’t until I was in the upper part of my twenties and married for almost 7 years
that we decided in fact we wanted to be parents and thankfully about a year later we
welcomed a beautiful baby girl into the world.
Now I am pretty much obsessed with my daughter and it's hard for me to imagine never having a child although I still respect the choice of couples that
choose not too and I am sad for those who want to and are unable too. Sometimes my husband and I reflect on all the time we shared together before we had our daughter and I am so grateful for
it. I often tell people that we were
able to grow up together and learned a lot about each other in those 7 years
pre-baby and can honestly say that I wouldn't change a thing.
Here are my top 5
reasons of why I love being a MOM!!
1. My daughter is a comedian! She literally makes
me laugh out loud every single day. I
never knew children could be so funny until I had my own. She says something that tickles me daily by either butchering the English language or with her unfiltered honesty.
2. She makes me melt. I imagine all mothers feel this way about their child but she can
say the sweetest things that make me want to just squeeze her to pieces. Lately she has been in the habit of telling me before bed that she wants "sugas" (kisses) and then this is followed with her telling me to have sweet dreams. **Melting** Don’t get me wrong there are times where she isn't so sweet, but thankfully they are not too often.
3.
Being a mom has taught me a lot. Most of all it has taught me patience. I had ZERO patience before Addie was born and
from the moment she was placed in my arms I learned to S-L-O-W down and be more
tolerant. For those that don’t know me I
am a bit of a control freak! I like things the way I like them and am a firm
believer in everything has a spot. I am
still a working progress in this area, but I have definitely improved thanks to
her.
4. I love watching her learn! Every time
she learns something new I couldn’t.be.more.proud! Recently we accomplished the difficult task of
potty training, more on that later, and when she finally did it on her own I
literally felt tears well up in my eyes.
It’s pretty amazing watching your
child learn something for the first time
and seeing it “click.” (Or as Oprah would say that "Aha"moment.)
5. Finally, it's my dream job! I love baking, cooking, crafting, organizing, and
lazy days at a park. Staying home with
her has allowed me to do this. I thought
my dream job was to be a Registered Nurse, but after having my daughter I
realized that being a mom is what I really want to do. Don’t
get me wrong, I am very thankful for my chosen profession and being a nurse has
allowed me to stay home 90% of the time with her. I’ve been a RN in a hospital setting for
almost 10 years, (wow time flies) and it is a great career to choose if you
want flexible hours and to be able to have a lot of quality time with your children.
I
love being responsible for what she is learning and who she is playing with
during the week. When she and I are out running errands during
the day I often have older people say to me to enjoy it because kids grow up
too fast. My daughter will be 3 in July
and I have no idea where this time went, but continue to soak up each day with
her. I know all to soon she will be going to school and sleep overs and probably not need me as much. I usually don’t get to go many places without her in tow and would probably
have a breakdown if I had to be away from her for longer then a day. (I do however have a 10 year wedding
anniversary coming up this year and that’s about the only thing important enough
to pull me away for several days....hint, hint to the husband.) Don’t
get me wrong there are days when I feel like I may go insane and I am really glad
to have my husband come home from work, but there isn’t anything else I would rather
do or job I would rather have.
