Six year ago today I was starting one of the most amazing journeys of my life. I was in labor with my oldest child, Stella. For nine months I had dreamt of this day, I had imagined it, planned for it and secretly been terrified of it. I wasn’t worried about pain or contractions or my water breaking in some embarrassing situation but rather that they were going to let me take this little baby home and be complete in charge of her well being.
Did they not know that I didn’t really know what I was doing? Sure I had held babies, changed a few diapers, and even tried my hand at burping them and rocking them but that just wasn’t the same. I was going to be completely responsible for a tiny, defenseless little creature.
Well I have to say the road of parenthood hasn’t always been the smoothest but it has been a trip that I am so glad to be taking. It’s hard to believe our trip is already six years in the making. When she was first born her repertoire of tricks was quite small- sleep, eat, burp, poop, cry, snuggle to name most of them. But now she has added some many more talking, singing, drawing, reading, jumping, bike riding, painting nails, and hugging and I even had a hand in helping her to learn some of them.
I’m so very, very proud of how we have grown together. We have moved from being a tiny little baby and a worried new mom to a joyful and thoughtful six year old and a happy to live by the seat of her pants mom.
Happy Birthday Stella! I am so proud to be your Mama!