30 Things My Son Should Know About Me, never lets me down. It always seems to work out perfectly that the day something special crops up is also the day that a corresponding post is due. Today is Mother's Day. I've written on it before here. It seems only fitting that I write on the day I became your mother.
The very moment I became your parent I felt such a mixture of emotions: relief, bliss, terror, elation, guilt, overwhelming love.
Relief because 34 hours of labor was finally over and you and I were both safe.
Bliss because I had you.
Terror because I thought I was dying. You can read more about it here.
Elation because I had you!
Guilt because I let you down with a C-section instead of our planned peaceful homebirth in the water. You can read more about it here.
Love because I HAD YOU!
Being your parent, your mama, is a feeling I am wholly unequipped to describe. I cannot tell you how much I adore you, how in awe of you I am, how proud I am of the person you are and are becoming. I can tell you how I felt the moment you came into the world. I will spend the rest of my life trying to tell you how I feel about you and will never fully be able. Suffice it to say, for now, I love you.