Sunday, February 2, 2014

Confessions of a First Time Mom #1


I decided to write this post the morning after my 31st birthday. This was my first birthday as a wife and mom. This birthday was...well...different. I thought I would take a minute to explain why it was different and how I came to an overwhelming realization that my life, including this birthday, was never going to be the same. 

Let me start by saying I have always wanted to be a mom. I have known since I was a kid, no matter what, I was going to be a mom. I never knew how my mommy journey was going to start, but whether I was going to foster, adopt, or have my own children...I was destined to be a mom. So, as soon as my husband and I got married, I wanted to try for children right away. We got lucky, and got pregnant sooner than expected, we were blessed with a "honeymoon baby." I was beyond excited, it seemed to good to be true!

The entire pregnancy, it's about you and the baby. People ask you daily how you are feeling? You visit the doctor so many times and they want to make sure you and baby are healthy. Ultimately everyone is concerned about you. Some days the attention is too much to take, and others you are offended that someone didn't ask about you or the baby. People also like to tell you how much life will change and how nothing will ever be the same. I would just think to myself, of course it will be different we will have a baby. I don't think anyone could prepare me for how different it was going to be.

Like I said before, I decided to write this blog post the day after my birthday, because my birthday was not what I expected. I am big on birthdays, I love celebrating them. I love celebrating family birthdays, friends birthdays, and mostly mine :) I mean, I have already started a secret Pinterest board planning my 6 week olds first birthday if that explains anything.

The things is, the day was overall great! I went to lunch with my best friend and my mom. I went shopping, this was not fun because I still have a long way to go in the baby weight department. My mom helped watch Savi while I got ready for dinner, and my family took me out to dinner where we had a great time. The thing was throughout the whole day, it never really was about me. My entire thought process was about my daughter.

For 31 years, my birthdays have always been about me. This may sound selfish, but I have amazing friends and family that do the best job making my day AMAZING! Well, as much as anyone could have made my day about me, my world revolved around my daughter. I no longer felt special, I just felt like Savanna's mom. She needed me all day. Whether I had to nurse her, change her diaper (she pooped all over me on my bday :) I guess it was her present to me), or soothe her to sleep. Everything about "My Day" was about her. This was hard to take at first. Every other day, I was ok with my world revolving around my daughter, I love it that way. Yet, on my birthday, I guess I expected different...

Overall, the overwhelming realization I came to is that I am striving so hard to be so many things, a wife, daughter, friend, sister, teacher...but before every role in my life comes my daughter. I had dreamed of being a mom for so long, it is now that time, and it is time that I embrace it. I never expected to feel the way I did on my birthday, but I am sure it is a feeling other first-time moms have as well. Am I right? Are there other mom's out there that have felt this way?

Life has changed. Life is rewarding. Life is messy. Life is different. Life is me as a wife and mother and it is more of a joy and blessing than I could have ever imagined. People were right, life has changed, it will never be the same...Life is better, so much better!

Much Love,
~Stacy

 

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