With Mother’s Day approaching and all the crazy pregnancy hormones in full swing as I near my due date (just over a week to go!) I thought it would be fitting to put together a little post with my first baby, the one that made me a mummy. As the pregnancy progresses Grace is more and more eager to meet her little sister, but she’s also noticeably nervous about how the dynamics might change. Every now and then she’ll say “Will you love the baby more than me?” <heart breaks>. I assure her every time I could never love the new baby more and that I will always love them both the same. Besides she’s the one that made me a mummy.
As I near my due date Its made me think a lot about those first few miracle days spent with your newborn. It’s an inexplicable feeling, one of pure euphoria, really – is the only way to describe it, and for those who’ve been lucky enough to experience it, it’s something we know never to take for granted. Motherhood is not an easy journey. It’s full of ups and downs, testing trying moments and inexplicably proud moments. You can’t be selfish as a mother, your time is now prioritized towards the life of another. Your kitchen will probably never be clean again, your living room a mess more days than not, and you’re going to lose some sleep, and in some cases even your place in the bed (sorry Eric!). But it’s all so worth in the end. Anyhow, as I close in on my due date I know how fortunate I am to be a mummy, for the love of my first and the privilege of a second. Thank you Gracie girl for making me a mum (I told you I’m a bag of mush these days!). Also happy early Mother’s Day to all of you lovely mummy’s out there, to those who have dedicated your lives to your children, to those who have loved and lost, and to those who never got the chance, but would have made the most wonderful mothers. You’re amazing!