I met this totally new person when I had each of my kids. And it was never the baby.
12 April 2024
Nothing quite prepares one for
the magic of meeting your baby for the very first time.
It’s a uniquely surreal experience.
Much anticipated, and it’s a day filled with excitement and so many emotions.
Awe, wonder, amazement and gratitude are amongst the flood of many feelings
that assails one. And I think the same can be said for most moms and dads. I do
understand that there are exceptions to this rule. And I have deep empathy for
those who don’t share the same emotions that I did, for whatever reason. There
can be so many of those.
However on the whole, it is a
life changing event that stands out forever more. Etched in one’s memory. It’s like
finally unwrapping a gift that’s been brewing and cooking for nine long months.
And even longer than that, for those of us who first started planning to have a
baby. After all, conception might not happen immediately. It can be years in
the making. And I think the same goes whether you give birth or whether you
adopt. It’s about embracing a whole new life into your world and accepting full
responsibility for this tiny, needy, vulnerable and impressionable little
person. One who is fully and completely dependent on you for every single
thing.
In fact, when you stop to think
it about it, it can bring you to your knees. And make you feel like you need to
sit down. If you had the time to do so.
It’s a mammoth task. One that
takes an entire lifetime to invest in. As your kids get older, you may no
longer need to feed and bath them and care for their most basic needs, but the
nurturing and concern for their wellbeing and happiness never stops. For the
rest of your life. I think that one of the facets of what makes it such a complex
thing to wrap one’s head around, is that it’s not merely caring for their
physical needs. That’s merely one rather one-dimensional part of it. It’s their
emotional needs too. Ensuring that you play a vital role in shaping an adult
who is well adjusted, before you let them loose onto the world. Confident,
kind, loving, caring and completely equipped for the many challenges that we
face in life.
I had given some headspace to
this before having kids. But not much. I was too focused on having a cute
little baby to love. And I just couldn’t wait for them to be born. For me, the
wonder has never stopped. Not when they became toddlers, little kids, bigger
kids, teenagers or even young adults. I absolutely adore my kids. Sappy, but
true. Maybe it’s nature’s way? I also think that few things are more pure than
a mother’s love for their child. It’s honestly a thing of beauty.
So imagine my surprise, when once
I had my kids, the totally new person that I met, was not only the baby.
It was me.
As a Mom.
Now, that was quite a revelation
and a big source of amazement.
Maybe I should have expected it,
but somehow I did not. Oh I loved My Grantie absolutely. And I still do. I loved
my mom, sister, brother, their partners, and my nieces as well as my whole
extended family. And still do so to this very day.
But nothing could ever have quite
prepared me for the rush of unconditional love that enveloped me like a warm
comfy blanket, when I became a mom. I think motherhood does this for most of
us.
I didn’t become a whole new
person when each of my kids were born. In many ways, I simply became who I was
always destined to become. I had just not anticipated the exceptional depth of
feeling and emotions. The way it completely flooded me and took hold of my heart,
soul and being.
I’ve heard it said before and I absolutely
agree. Having kids, is like having your heart outside of your body.
To this day, it’s been the most joyous,
most challenging, most fulfilling and most incredible experience of my life.
And it continues to be just that, every single day. That doesn’t change when
they get older. I’m still a mom. I’m still their mom.
And funny enough, like they’ve
grown with my nurturing and love, so I have grown with their nurturing and
love. It’s such a beautiful and honest exchange. Absolutely unconditional.
And I am so exceptionally grateful,
for the phenomenal blessing of being a Mom.
And of getting to know me, as a
Mom.
I think I like me. And that’s
pretty cool.
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