A First

For all the times I thought I was emotional before I had a child, I was wrong. I can admit that.

Those who know me, the answer to whether or not I cry even more now is a big fat yes.

Being a Mom has opened up a whole new floodgate of tears, happiness, and raw emotions,and dangit, I am not ashamed. I will cry in the Publix bread isle if the mood hits me. There is no fighting it.

The difference in these tears is that they are because I am happier than I had ever thought would be possible. (And lucky for me, not because of sleep deprivation. Lord, thank you for giving me a child that is a good sleeper...).

Its one of those experiences that people can try to explain to you, but until you have it, you just don't fully get it.

So its a given that on my first Mother's Day I would shed a few from the time I got up and my coffee onwards.

Being a Mom.

I honestly, REALLY get it. And there is so much more to come, how amazing is that.

This whole Mom thing.

Looking back, I knew I had a fantastic Mom, I knew I loved her, and that she loved me fiercely. But I didn't know how deep it went. I didn't know that feeling, I didn't know the commitment, the willing sacrifice, or the immeasurable joy.

So I think about my Mom, and I cry.

Then I think about all the amazing moms I know, and I cry.

I think about the fact that I am a mom, and I look at my daughter, and I cry.

Just because I am thankful, and amazed. And a crybaby.

Then we go to church, and from the hymns to the sermon, of course it is about mothers, and of course I cry.

Good grief, I need to invest in Kleenex.

Then Ben gives me a precious card and a beautiful bracelet commemorating my first Mother's Day. At this point I have no more mascara to run,and no more kleenex to chase after it.

All this to say, for all you mom's and soon-to-be mom's out there, here's to you and all that you do, are about to do.. It's an amazing thing.

xoxo dae