Monday, March 2, 2009


So I didn't know the simple pleasures of life could be so grand. In my arms is held a little bundle of love (as Aaron's dad so lovingly refers to him) with no limit to the potential he may reach. It's amazing the pride you can feel when your baby rolls over for the first time, or actually hits the button to start the music on his jumper... on purpose. Seriously, I want to throw him a little party. It's these little milestones that are going by day after day as I watch my baby grow up. It really does make me sad.
If I were being honest, I would say even when Aaron and I decided to start trying to conceive I was a little hesitant. I was hesitant because I knew nothing about how to be a mom, I loved my independence, being able to go where I wanted to go, do what I wanted to do, and frankly, I didn't want boldly decorated toys scattered amidst the decor of my home. But I had finally had that "urge", I was finally willing, after 2 1/2 years, to start trying, and it didn't take long.
Now, if I were being honest, I'd confess that the simple pleasure of independence pales in comparison to seeing Bryton smile at me, and motherly instincts, they most definitely kick in, and right now, seeing Bryton interact with those toys is precious to me. For that joy, they can live in my family room forever.
I'm not saying it isn't tough and trying sometimes, and right now, when I'm sick, I'll admit that it is hard, but he's so worth it. I love having my own family. Aaron and I are more than a "couple" now, we're a family... and I'm so excited to watch it grow, in whatever way it does.
I really love the momma role. I really do.

1 comment:

El Gato Limon said...

Glad to see you're writing again. I've missed that. Keep it up.