The Moment I Became a Mother

I will never forget the moment I became a mother. Such strong emotions surged through my body when I realized I was finally a mother. I think back often on that tender moment when I saw my baby for the first time and was able to hold her. 

Here is how I described the experience in my journal:

 I warned my doctor and my nurse that I would likely become a ball baby when she came. Her head came out and I felt an immediate relief of pressure. Then the rest of her body came out very easily and she was born! Our little girl was born! 

I couldn’t believe it. She was immediately put up on my chest and I started to just ball and the tears came pouring out. A little baby was now on my chest, my little baby. She was crying and I couldn’t believe that this little spirit was mine! 

It was such a different feeling to have her inside of me and now to have her outside of me on my chest and to actually see her. I was just sobbing tears of joy at this point. It was an indescribable feeling to have my baby girl with me finally after the years of waiting for her to join our family. 

I cannot describe the intense emotions that were surging through my body. The tears were flowing from my eyes and I have never felt that kind of joy in my life before. For 8 months this baby was inside of me and while I had seen her on ultrasound, I hadn’t seen her in the flesh with my own eyes. 

To finally see a living being on me, with ten fingers and ten toes and hair and eyes, and ears and hands and legs, was a moment I will never forget. 

My life changed forever in that small moment.        

I kissed [my husband] and I could see tears in his eyes as well. My doctor and my nurse were telling me how well I did and what a good job I did. I got to keep her on my chest for a few minutes then they put her under the warmer to get her dried off and examine her. 

I sat up in the bed and they brought my baby over to me to hold. She was wrapped up and had a little hat on. I held her and started crying again. 

She was the most perfect baby! 

I couldn’t believe that I was actually holding our daughter! It was so surreal. It was the best moment of my life along with the day I married my husband. 

What an incredible experience to go through childbirth. I just couldn’t believe how fast everything had gone and how blessed I was to have such a smooth labor and delivery experience. Everything went perfectly and I couldn’t have asked for a better experience.

I cannot count the number of times I have read and re-read those words. It brings tears to my eyes every time I read about the moment I became a mother. I want my daughter to know how I felt the first time I saw her, held her, kissed her, snuggled her.


Do you remember what it felt like to become a mother? Have you recorded those thoughts and feelings? What about when you became a mother for the 2nd time, 3rd time, 4th time? What did it feel like the first time you held your child, blood-related or not. Did you adopt? How did it feel to know you were finally the mother of this child?


Write it down. Remember it. Read it. Cherish it. Even if it was years ago, write down anything you remember from those days. You will be grateful you did.


Leave a comment and share your story of the moment you became a mother.

Because I am a Mother

I have always thought that I would make a good mother. 

I don’t mean to boast or say that I am a better mother than others, but I have always thought that I would make a good mother. I’ve always felt like it was my calling in life to have children and to raise them. I’ve always felt like I was well prepared to be a mother since I babysat and nannied so much in my youth and have had such an intense love for my nieces and nephews and have enjoyed spending so much time with them. 

I have always been a patient and kind person, and have interacted with children very well. And I have always gravitated towards children and wanted to spend time with them almost more so than with adults at gatherings.

           

I love being a mother. 

I cannot describe the feelings of joy motherhood has brought into my life. I still love my nieces and nephews so so much and love spending time with them but now I get it. Before I became a mother, I used to tend my nieces and nephew and think about how much I loved them; how I would do anything for them; how I would sacrifice everything I had to make a better life for them. 

Then I would think about the mothers of those kids, and think if I loved these kids so intensely as their aunt, how much more intense a mother’s love would be and having a hard time comprehending that kind of love. 

Now I understand that love. 

The love a mother has for her child. The kind of love that fills your heart to its capacity so that your heart feels like it will burst because it cannot contain the amount of love you have for the little being that you hold in your arms.

 The heartache you feel as you realize the trials this child will have to go through throughout their life and how as much as you want to protect her from the world, she will need to experience these trials in order to grow and remain strong in today’s troubled society.

The kind of love that makes time stand still, that makes you soak in each small moment, because those small moments make up your world. 

The first time she smiles, coos, laughs, looks straight into your eyes, holds your finger with her tiny hand, yawns, and stops crying when you pick her up and rock her. 

Those moments pass all too quickly, but you realize that there is still so much more to come. 

Soon she will be crawling, walking, talking, running, reading, writing, scraping knees, running through sprinklers, riding bikes, playing hide-and-seek, playing dress-up, playing dolls, doing homework. And then one day far in the future she will be getting married to the love of her life, and then having her own children. 

And the circle will continue. She will finally understand the love I have for her as her mother, because she will have that same love for her children.

As I wipe away the tears from my eyes, I hear my baby babbling away in her crib as she wakes up from her nap. Suddenly I am back in reality, my own little world where I change diapers, play on the floor, and nurse my baby all day long. 

And I love it. 

Because I am a mother.