I closed my eyes and when I opened
them, my helpless infant who did nothing but eat, sleep and cry had become a
strong willed and determined little girl, who chased and tormented our two
little yorkies with her walker. It’s been nine short months since the addition of
baby Z (aka baby Diva) to our family and we could not be any happier. She has added
an element of fun and adventure to our family that we did not know was missing but have become accustomed to.
In the weeks that I spent at the hospital,
I had limited contact with her. I worried that she would not remember me or
that she would not know that I was her mommy. In the hospital, my most vivid
memories of her were as a tiny helpless baby, just starting to discover the
world around her.
Baby Z and I before our separation
photo courtesy of Mister Lule Photography
Upon my discharge from the hospital, I came home to an active and spunky little girl who instantly recognized me as her mommy.
Just when I thought that I had
this mommy thing down to a science, little Z manages to switch everything up. Her
personality is a perfect blend of her mommy and daddy. She has been guilty of
giving people the side-eye (which everyone accuses me of) since the day she was
born. Just like her father, nothing can deter her when she has her mind set on
doing something. This little girl is a smart, stubborn, free-spirited
firecracker. I never knew anyone could bring me such joy but she shows me a
different side of love with each passing day. I enjoy seeing her personality
develop. I love to hear her laugh. Her smile melts my heart and can brighten
even the darkest of days.
Reunited and it feels so good!
I have accepted the fact that I
am not the perfect mother. I try to be the best mother that I can be. I am her
mother, and I am exactly who God chose to love, comfort, protect and teach her.
Motherhood keeps me looking around the bend for more adventures to come!
