a full heart

This is my 2nd "real" Mother's Day. Ya know, the 2nd year that the baby is actually on the OUTSIDE. 

It's still surreal to me that I get to be a part of Mother's Day. On the occasion that I have the intense desire to drive around with my windows down & blast Luda, I feel like I'm too young to be a mom. Then other times? I can't remember what my life was like pre-G. (other than I used to drive around with my windows down and blast Luda)

Motherhood is a funny thing. It's the highest of highs & the lowest of lows. It's the hardest thing I've ever done but it is by far the most rewarding & most important thing I'll ever do. 

I didn't quite understand this kind of love until I laid eyes on G for the very first time. I was completely exhausted by that point & still in a semi-ambien sleepyhead coma, but I will never forget that moment. Ben brought him over to me all bundled up and we got face to face. He was perfect; he was mine. It was one of those moments where I felt like my heart would literally burst.  

The great thing about being a mama is that those moments happen all the time. That first time our baby boy said mama? Those afternoons when I would pick him up from daycare and he would get the biggest smile on his face? Those first few wobbly steps? Watching him make his first friends? When he looks at us before bed and says "nigh nigh, love you?" All of those moments give me that same my-heart-will-burst-with-happiness-at-any-given-moment feeling. There is nothing better!

Words can't even describe how thankful I am that I get to be this boy & his little brother's mama. My heart is so full. I can't think of a better job! 

Happy Mother's Day to all the mamas!