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We announced our pregnancy with Moosh/Baby Ari shortly before Mothers Day 2.5 years ago. At the time, it was all still sinking in. Hearing “Happy 1st Mothers Day!” felt, well, unreal! Seriously. At that point, we were newlyweds with a baby on the way and a super long to-do list!
Fast forward one year later. We had a 7-month old who did not sleep (like, at all), was super colicky, and 2 exhausted parents. At one point Chad asked me what I realistically wanted for Mothers Day. I told him, “a bottle of wine, a hotel room by myself for the night, and a big comfy robe with uninterrupted TV and room service. Alone.” Truthfully, I’d still love something like that.
But things are different now. Moosh sleeps through the night and we’ve officially established a routine. If I had a night by myself in a hotel, I would inevitably spend my time video chatting and asking about him.
He’s finally at such an amazing age that I don’t want to be away from him. Not even for a minute! OK — that’s kind of a lie. I like being away from him for a little while. But I’m no longer at the point where I can’t wait to get to work for a ‘break.’ Nope. In fact, lately I’ve been getting heartbroken when I have to leave for work because it interrupts my awesome morning playdates with my main squeeze!
And I’m officially at ease with being a Mother. I’mn not saying that I have it all figured out (does anyone?), but I’m learning that much of it comes naturally. And you learn to roll with it.
Being a mom doesn’t define me entirely; but it’s certainly a huge part of who I am now. And while we (at this moment) have no immediate plans for being a mother to another, I could not be happier to be a mother for the happiest, sweetest, most funny and gentle little man I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.
So thank you, my little bundle of 19-month old awesome-sauce, for making me the person I am today. <3