May
10

My First Mother’s Day

I felt kind of guilty getting to celebrate Mother’s Day when I have only been a mom for 12 days, but then Andy reminded me that I have  been carrying Belén around with me since August.  Andy got me some wine and a heart necklace and earring that haven’t arrived yet, but I am excited to see.  I guess there is a small heart with a “B” on it attached to a big one.

Eileen, Alecia, Jane

Eileen, Alecia, Jane

My parents, Andy’s parents, Anna and Derik and Erin and Chris and Andy, Belén and I all gathered at Andy’s parents home for a Mother’s Day brunch prepared by the dads and kids.  We had lattes, mimosas, sausage balls, fruit salad, camper’s stew (my favorite: eggs, ham chunks and potatoes) and a strawberry rhubarb crisp that my friend Becca whipped up this morning with some rhubarb from our garden (she is amazing.)  The food was awesome!

While it was a brunch for the mothers, of course the day was all about Miss Belén, who stole the show.  I think that everyone held her at least twice over the course of the morning.  She is very loved and admired by our family.  It is a good thing that she cannot be spoiled yet.

To all of you mothers out there, my friend Tiffany sent me a touching email forward on mothers that I would like to share.  Even after a few short days with Belén, I can relate to so many of these.


Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn’t worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep
.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn’t want to put her/him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn’t stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,

I didn’t know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn’t know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn’t know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn’t know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom .

Happy Mother’s Day!

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