Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Reflections on Motherhood
I know, Mother's Day was a few days ago, this post is a tad late. Oh well. I've been thinking about motherhood, and how it's changed me over the past 3 years. How the giggle of our little girl makes me smile, and I can never tire of watching her peaceful face while she sleeps (and sucks her little thumb). This sweet girl, who talks of "happy monsters" and cries for her Daddy if she sees a bug in her room. This silly girl, who stumbles through her day with skinned knees dressed in Cinderella band-aids. This girly-girl, who wants to wear a dress everyday so she can be a ballerina. Miss Stubborn, who says, "I can do it myself!", and she can. I try so hard not to get exasperated with her when she asks me 15 questions in a row while I drive, all starting with, "Hey Mom?". Such a smart girl, who reads in bed every night and knows more Spanish than her Mommy & Daddy combined. I'm so proud of the little girl she is becoming...independent, but still will hold my hand & snuggle close. She's trying hard to write her name, and is almost there (she already can write M-O-M)! Some days, she seems so big, so old, I want to cry for the baby that is no more...then she puts her thumb in her mouth and I am assured that she's not so grown up yet. Motherhood is a strange mixture of impatience & boatloads of patience, exhaustion & exultation, fear and fierce love. Some days it makes you crazy, but I count my blessings every day that I get to experience this.