Mother

They say that you will never truly understand how much your mother loves you until you have a child of your own.  I always thought that was a bunch of baloney and simply a comeback for moms to throw at their children to one-up them.  I really thought I knew how much my mother loved me because I knew how much I loved her and that is A LOT.  But it's true, I really didn't have a clue, not until I too became a mom.  I now sit and think to myself, wow, I was once the helpless little baby girl that my mother held in her arms for the first time.  I was the baby she soothed to sleep each night and endlessly responded to my cries just as I am doing now for my daughter.  That thought truly blows my mind.  Now, I know that is an obvious thought - of course I was once a baby and my mom took care of me but I never seriously thought of this concept until I had my girl.

In fact having a child has made me reflect so much on my mother and how I have been and am such a big part of her world.  I now know what my siblings and I mean to her and realize how much she grew to love each and every one of us more with each passing day.  I have been thinking a lot about my childhood and trying to remember the events of my life through my mothers eyes.  It's such an overwhelming realization - that through it all my joy was her joy, my hurt her hurt.  And of course all that she went through and how hard she worked to be a good mother to me.

Becoming a mother is a very scary thing.  The staggering responsibility that comes with loving someone that much is terrifying.  I have only known my daughter, Kaia for 11 weeks now and each day I can't imagine loving her anymore and then I wake up the next day and I inevitably do. So thank you, Mom for loving me for 33 years and counting. I love you, and more importantly I NOW know how much you love me.