May 5, 2011

Day twenty-four: a photo of what you want to be when you grow up.

When I grow up I want to be a Nurse that helps catch babies. :)

Day twenty-three: a photo of something you want to do someday.

One day in the near future I want to run a full marathon.  I want to be healthy, fit and in shape.  I want to have lightning bolt thighs instead of thunder thighs.  I want to finish in less than 6 hours and I want a pretty medal.

Day twenty-two: a photo that you associate a good memory with.

One of my most precious memories to date is the night I brought my baby girl home from the hospital.  The day was December 31, 1999.  Words cannot describe the emotions I felt that night.  It was such an exhilarating yet terrifying time.  I was a very young, brand new mom without a clue as to what I was doing, yet I felt so proud and overwhelmed with joy.  Holding that little person in my arms suddenly gave me a sense of purpose.  To know that I was her sole caregiver and it was no longer "me" but "us" was life-changing to say the least.  It's true what they say.... you never know that pure love until you have a child of your own.  I copied this from junk mail.  The words are so very true and spoken so very poignantly.


Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep. 

Before I was a Mom,

I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.
 
Before I was a Mom,

I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
  Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom