Friday, June 01, 2007

Being a Mom means:

No more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations.
That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt your heart.
That the pictures of starving children will make you cry in a room full of people.
That the local news of abducted/ missing child or a gun-fire in the loacl school was never so important to you.
That your manicured nails and sophistication will be reduced to - you being a primitive animal protecting your cub.
That a sudden cry from your baby will cause you to drop your most expensive crystal without a moment's hesitation That while going into an important business meeting you will think of your baby's sweet smell and will have to use every ounce of self-discipline to keep from running home.
That however smart you may be at the office, you will second-guess yourself constantly as a mother.
That you will not think of accomplishing your own dreams, but watch your child accomplish hers.
That caesarian scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honor.
That the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave you with an emotional wound so raw that you will forever be vulnerable.
That your relationship with your husband will change forever and you will suddenly love him for reasons you would have found so unromantic.
That you would admire your husband not for being strong but for being so gentle with your baby, for never hesitating to play with his child.
That you will fall in the exhilaration of seeing your child say the first words, the first laugh, the first touch of her bare skin.

That the joy of motherhood is so real, it actually hurts and the decision you'll never regret.
Here’s something I want you to know mom:
“There isn’t a day of my life that you are not special to me mom. After being a mom myself I have much more appreciation for what you did for me and I would be happy if I could be half as good a mother as you were to me. I am, who I am today, all because of mother like you. Love you mom dearly!”