I am a parent, a mom, one with child.
It's still strange to say that and yet the past nine weeks have led up to this realization. One would think, "hello, you were there at the birth, didn't you witness him coming out of you?" And, although I was heavily drugged at the birth, yes, I was very aware of this full-head-of-hair creature coming out of my abdomen, yet it hasn't hit me til today that we will forever be connected even after the umbilical cord has been cut.
At first in the hospital, honestly, I thought, "My GOD, I'm not sure I can do this. He is so needy. Needs to be fed, needs to be changed, needs to be held and comforted. I'm not sure I can do this! Who allowed me to become a parent?! Just last week I was about to spend $750 on a new Marc Jacobs purse - that's not responsible or at least in this economy it's not! WHO ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN!?!"
This baby, Austin, who doesn't allow me to sleep past 8am, eat lunch with both hands, finish my cup of coffee in the morning before spitting up all over himself, crying because he's tired, crying because he's hungry, poops in his diaper 10 minutes after I put a fresh one on - my love for him is now indelible and will forever be. In just nine weeks he has taught me how to be patient and how to love unconditionally.
I am a parent.
2 comments:
This is beautiful. I felt exactly the same way. I think and hope that all mothers feel that way. It helps to know that we are not the only ones. It will be the hardest and most wonderful thing you ever do (and I'm only 10 months in)!
Yes you are. That unconditional love that one feels for their child is incredible. You will never be the same again.
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