Motherhood

For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be a mom.  Back in junior high and high school when a teacher asked me to write about what I wanted to do/be when I grew up, expecting me to write about a profession, I'd write about being a mom.  The funny thing is I wasn't necessarily surrounded by many babies growing up, if any.  The only babies in my life were my younger cousins who lived 3,000 miles away.  So, it wasn't as if I knew what to expect or was prepared for what motherhood would be like.  What I did have to go off of were my memories of what my mom was like growing up and that is the best example I could ever have.  I had NO IDEA just how incredibly, unbelievably, wonderful it is to be a mom until I had Emery.  Yes, at times I have been exhausted, overwhelmed and even frustrated but I have loved and do love every minute.  Taking care of a little being who is completely helpless without you is the most rewarding responsibility anyone can have.  My life before her seems so selfish and not meaningful.  I can spend every minute (and do) of the day watching her play, learn and grow.  I even miss her when she is sleeping and can't wait for her to wake up!  The only good thing I can think about going back to work is coming home at the end of the day and seeing her glowing face looking back to me.  Nothing in the world compares....

Me and my girl...

Our first meeting

Staring at mommy

After a rough night...

Hanging out on the couch

Ready for Easter brunch