Before I Was A Mom

BEFORE I WAS A MOM

Before I was a Mom – I made and ate hot meals.  I had unstained clothing.  I had quiet conversations on the phone.

Before I was a Mom – I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got into bed.  I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom – I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.  I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom – I had never been puked on, wet on, spit on, chewed on, or pinched by tiny fingers.

Before I was a Mom – I had complete control over my thoughts, my body, my mind.  I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom – I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests, or give shots.  I never looked into teary eyes and cried.  I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.  I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom – I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put it down.  I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I could not stop the hurt.  I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.  I never knew that I could love someone so much.  I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom – I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.  I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.  I didn’t know that bond between a Mother and her child.  I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom – I had never gotten up every ten minutes, in the middle of the night, to make sure that all was okay.  I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderfulness, or the satisfaction of being a Mom.  I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.