Do you remember that first ‘oops I’m late’ moment?
From the first little line on that pregnancy test to establish a little human is growing inside of you.
That first time you tell your friends and family that you’re expecting a little bundle of joy.
To the 12 week scan when you find out whether there is one or two, and of course when you’re due!
Before you know it, it’s then the 20 week scan to check whether baby is growing like they’re supposed to, and finding out the gender if you wished. And of course those first movements that despite being rather uncomfortable occasionally or feel strange at first, they fill you with this amazing warmth and unconditional love for them.
This little human you have felt moving and twisting inside you, keeping you awake whilst you run to the toilet countless of times throughout the night, will be ready to make his or her appearance either through a natural birth or a c-section. Whilst the nervousness and pain and sheer fear of it all sets in, you may also feel excited to see your child for the first time, overjoyed and perhaps rendered speechless by their first cry.
I remember those feelings so well with all my children like it was just yesterday. All of my pregnancies were different but I still remember that pure fear, pain and joy of seeing each and every one of them take their first breath.
I believe every child is a blessing whether planned or not. It’s also amazing how different they all are – their personalities show through. I could throttle them sometimes (metaphorically speaking) but watching them grow every single day and seeing how much they change, taking in every detail of their little faces – it’s like a breath of fresh air.
These little pain in the bums have stolen my heart completely and I couldn’t be prouder to be their Mummy! I must admit however, as much as I enjoy watching them grow into their personalities, i’m also filled with an overwhelming sadness to realise that they will soon grow up to be adults and live their own lives.
Being a parent is hard work and you’ve probably seen from my Mummy Confessions posts that I have bad days and days even worse than bad days, but I do also have good days too.
I started thinking to myself today as Faith visited me upstairs to help her with her tie. I realised how much this baby of mine has grown and I see myself in her so much. I’m not sure whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing but I really studied her as she spoke and noticed how grown up she has become alongside the little freckles on her face.
This first born of mine is nearly 8 years old and even though she’s a ‘mini teenager’, i’m so proud of who she’s becoming and how well she’s coming along with her reading and handwriting.
Today I’d finally stopped, and rather than thinking of how stressed I was and how I couldn’t wait until bedtime, I really looked at my children and thought to myself how much of a lucky person I am to be their Mummy.
They grow too fast, and within a blink of an eye they will be going off to college and finally have a family of their own.
Hold on to the memories because even though they will always hold your heart, they only hold your hand for a short while.
Love, A Sentimental Mama
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