Motherhood. A journey many of us women embark on, some by choice, others by surprise.
Being a mom isn’t easy. I mean, whoever thinks that should really bite themselves on their toes ..because lord knows, it isn’t easy. There are some days were we find our children to be as sweet as candy coated apples on a warm summer day – but there are also days where you find yourself trying to blend in to your pile of clothes in your closet, in hopes that your little gremlin won’t see you. A experience, only a mother would say, is just that, a experience. A marvelous, frightening, exciting, tiring, amazing, life changing experience – one that I get to live by, everyday.
You see, becoming a mother, just happened. Although it was a surprise for me, a surprise for Michael, shoot, a surprise for the world, it happened. I remember telling myself growing up that I was too cool for kids. That I would venture out to the world by myself, live in my own solitude and if I got lonely, I would opt for adopting a pet, and it would just be that. Me, myself, and a four legged fur ball in my Los Angeles apartment and nothing more. The moment I found out I was pregnant I was shocked. It was unexpected and at the time, a scary moment for me. I cried – I had to have my best friend break the news to Michael because of how hard it was for me to even speak. I know – I know – I’m a bit drama queen but you gotta’ understand, being a young girl with no direction of where I was really going, and hearing I would be responsible for another humans life, that’s something. Something else.
Overtime my stomach grew – I grew to love it and bask in all it’s beauty. I had a little human growing inside me and the fear began to diminish with each passing day. I would be a young mom, and a very good one at that. During the 9 months – I learned, learned to love, learned to be patient, learned to be kind. My life was coming together – slowly but surely, I was almost there. Sure enough Michael Aiden was born and so began that new chapter. The sleepless nights, the endless cuddles, the scent of a new baby following me through the months. 1 week turned into a month, the months turned into a year, and now, a year is turning into 2. My dark days turned into the greatest of days, and it’s all because of you.
My marvelous, frightening, exciting, tiring, amazing and life changing experience – it’s all because of you. I love you.