Joining the Club of Super Moms

It’s probably easiest said that I didn’t always want to be a mom.  I didn’t see our family beyond our furry child (Bailey); I always thought I’d be “the cool aunt”.  Then all of a sudden something inside me switched and I took a good hard look at my life with my husband (who always said “never say never”) and realized that I was being selfish by drawing the line in the sand.  Four years ago my husband and I made the decision that we would turn our lives upside down and start planning for a family, one with more than furry children.

My husband and I with our furry child (Bailey)

My husband and I with our furry child (Bailey)

I got pregnant in September 2011 and May 2012 couldn’t come fast enough!  I hated being pregnant.  I know a lot of woman think its great and magical and all that other stuff, but for me it was not a picnic.  I won’t bore you with all the details, but will tell you that Little Man is going to be an only child.

I think I was most worried that with how much I didn’t enjoy being pregnant that I would have a resentment towards our little critter (that’s what we called him when we didn’t know the gender).  Everyone will tell you that the moment you see your baby it is an instant connection and unconditional love that you have never felt before.  I can tell you it’s true!  I didn’t and haven’t forgotten about the pregnancy, but the moment I laid eyes on him I knew I would do whatever it would take to always see a smile on his face.

Sharing a special moment with my Little Man.

Sharing a special moment with my Little Man.

So began my journey to becoming a mom.  It is the hardest job I have ever known.  It isn’t the sleepless nights or the explosive diapers… I’ve done sleepless nights (we’ve all gone through our 20’s) and I’ve cleaned up some awful messes that you swear only a hazmat team should tackle (20’s again).  What makes this job so much harder than anything I’ve ever done before is that I’m raising a child to one day be a man, someone who’s going to one day vote, work, and one day have a family of his own.  It’s stressful to think about how much work goes into raising a child.

I wanted to start a “mommy” blog for a few reasons but the two that I kept coming back to are that I wanted to have a place to go and document/share my experiences AND I wanted to be able to share some ideas, crafts, or whatever else I find that worked for me.

So welcome all you Super Moms!

Our family is complete.

Our family is complete.