Monday, November 3, 2014

The Lasts

During my pregnancy, I mentally noted the end of every era.

"This is my last birthday before I'm a mom."

"This is our last anniversary just the two of us."

"This is the last summer I'll have all to myself."

And the list literally goes on. Toward the end I wondered if every nap was the "last nap" or every morning was my "last chance" to sleep in.

I suppose this came from the knowledge that I am selfish and the moms out there who tell you to enjoy every last minute to yourself because you'll never have one again. Never ever ever again..

mommy warnings

It may be true that the time to myself has come to an end. Even if I spend a night away from my daughter, it won't be the same. When she is a grown woman, I still won't be the same. Someone else has my heart and she'll walk around blissfully unaware of how much of me is with her always-- until she has the wonderful opportunity to become a mother some day.

I have decided I'm against the mommy warnings. This need to strike fear into every mom-to-be.

We can't go back to who we were at any time in our lives. High school was supposed to be the best time, right? Well that would certainly be a disappointment to live out the rest of our lives subpar to who we were at fifteen. The same goes for parenthood. We can't spend our days as parents wishing for the freedom of the past. We have to embrace our new lives, and the limits that come with it. When we do that we create a new freedom within our hearts and homes. A freedom that allows us to bring our best selves to the table and embrace it.


If I could give one piece of advice to all the moms-to-be out there, I'd say with certainty enjoy your "lasts." Eat them up! Enjoy them, but do not mourn them as they come to a close. Do not feel sad about these endings, but look ahead to a brand new beginning. You literally get to experience life all over again. There's a whole lot of "firsts" to experience and look forward to.

The first breath. The first cry. The first cuddle. The first look. The first kiss. The first night home as a new family. The first smile. The first belly laugh...and the list goes on and on. It is one beautiful list..and every first is pure magic. I have never experienced a happiness like I have as I watch my daughter learn and grow.

I'm convinced that experiencing these "firsts" through my daughter's eyes will be the best years of my life.

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