Being a mom means so many things. I still can’t quite understand and explain how the love you have for someone else is more than anything in this world, …. it’s wild.
David and I were married for 3 years before we choose to have a baby. To be quite honest, I was the one who did not want to have a child and I was fine without the thought of children. We just decided one year we would try and…it happened within 1 month of trying, haha. During my pregnancy, I was working part time and I was also a full time grad student(I literally remember walking up the flight of stairs to where my classroom was on the 2nd floor and running out of breath). David was also accepted and started the Police Academy around the time I found out I was pregnant. We lived 1 hour and 30 minutes away from where he was starting the police academy and so we made the decision to move and live where he was attending the academy, for the time being. I remember on the days I was not working and/or was not in class or attending clinicals, I would make the hour and thirty minute drive to our apartment, just to be where he was.
When David finally graduated from the police academy, we made the decision to move back home completely. Having no family around us would be hard and unreliable childcare would be even harder. When we finally had June, our world changed forever. I often don’t know how I function and or am functioning with so little sleep, but one thing I learned as a parent is…you somehow just get by and you just make it work.
One thing I absolutely love the most about being a parent is seeing how my daughter develops her own personality. Each day is different and every day something new happens. To sum up my daughter’s character at the moment: feisty, affectionate, funny, serious, and joyful. The second thing I love is seeing my partner be a parent himself; I love the fact that I get to see a side of my husband that 10 years while being with him, I’ve never seen before.
However not all times are great. Prior to being a mother, I would say one of my worst traits was my short-temper. Being a mother has tested my patience so, so many times! I’ve since learned to have patience, forgive, and not worry so much about the little things. We are currently entering the terrible twos and I can definitely attest to some previews of what’s to come!
I know this blog post is out of nowhere but I just felt a little sentimental watching my almost 2 year old ride her scooter today, thinking about where time has gone! Thinking about writing a “must have” post for my baby’s first year! Stay tuned.
Kay
