Question : What I love most about being a mom?
When I decided to get married, I knew then that I’ll be entering a life filled with commitments and responsibilities. I knew that it won’t just be the two of us but the vision of having little ones to take care of.
I wanted to quote this poem as it is so true to me:
BEFORE I WAS A MOM
Before I was a Mom;
I made and ate hot meals,
I had unstained clothing,
I brushed my hair every day,
I had quiet conversations on the phone,
I slept as late as I wanted and I slept all night long.
Before I was a Mom;
I cleaned my house each day,
I never tripped over toys or forgot lullabies,
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous,
I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or pinched by tiny fingers.
Before I was a Mom;
I never thought about immunizations,
I never held a screaming child so the doctors could give shots,
I never looked into teary eyes and cried,
I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt,
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
Before I was a Mom;
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down,
I never sat up late hours of the night watching a baby sleep,
I never got up in the middle of the night to make sure everything was okay,
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
Before I was a Mom;
I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts and my body,
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside of my body,
I didn't know that having something so small could make me feel soimportant,
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love,
the heartache,the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being a mom.
Before I was a Mom;
I never knew that something so small could effect my life so much,
I never knew that I could love someone so much,
I never knew I would love being a Mom,
I didn't know the bond between a Mother and her child,
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much.
Being a mom means experiencing the joy of…
Having little talks…
Doing silly things…
Holding little hands…
Hearing sweet little voice that says…”mommy..”
Having a life so dependent on me…
Cuddling tiny-chubby body…
Having her sleep on my arms or beside me…
..and Watching her sleep calmly…
My daughter is one of the wonderful gifts God has given me. I am just so thankful that God entrusted to me a little life… which only means that he knew it full well that I can be a good and loving mom, a mom who can be creative and wise in raising up a child with good character...a person according to what He wanted her to be.
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