My First Mother's Day: An Out-of-Body Experience
Posted By: Lisa Steinke
Lisa had her first child at the age of 37. A self-proclaimed 'late bloomer,' Lisa now finds it hard to remember what life was like before her daughter was born.
HH woke up at 5:30 a.m. on Mother's Day, but I didn't care.
I was tired as all get-out, but I didn't care.
I hadn't had my coffee yet, but I didn't care.
I looked down at her bright, smiling face and smiled right back at her. I was looking at my daughter and she was looking at her mother.
It was surreal. Like in a pinch me is this real? kind of way.
I floated above my body and hovered over the room, staring down at this woman who looked a lot like me making obnoxious baby talk sounds and a beautiful baby girl grinning at her from ear to ear.
Was that woman me? Was that baby really mine?
When I nursed her for the first time that day, I felt it again.
When I opened my Mother's Day card and gift from HH, I felt it again.
When I went to the Mother's Day brunch at my BFF's house, I felt it again.
When people saw me pushing a stroller down on our morning walk and said, Happy Mother's Day, I felt it again.
That feeling that I may never get used to this motherhood thing- in a good way.
Such a sweet post, Lisa. Make sure you put hard copy for your sweet DD's baby journal/keepsake box! Someday, she will treasure these words you've so thoughtfully & eloquently shared.
It's not always the most glamorous, or even the most rewarding thing I do, but it IS the toughest "job" I have ever loved, and (even when I'm ready to run out the door, hair on fire, screaming like a lunatic to get away from my kiddos - okay, panic moment OVER) I would never want to imagine what life would be like without my three most precious blessings. Thanks for sharing! xox
Hope it was a fantastic Mother's Day and to many, many more where you have the feeling of being the luckiest woman/mom in the world! I've had 11 now and this one was perfect: lots of pancakes, treated like a princess throughout the day and my kids were amazing!
love the last line in your post...