My “baby” is 11 years old today. I can’t believe how fast the years have flown by. I can still remember his birth. I can still remember wanting to kill his dad when he was looking at the monitor and telling me when a big contraction was coming along. You know, because I couldn’t feel it or anything!
Most of all, I still remember that feeling of love like no other I had ever felt in my life the minute they laid my baby boy down on my chest. It was love at first site and suddenly I was complete.
One of my favorite quotes “I didn’t know how much love my heart could hold, until someone called me mom” is so true.
On October 14th, 1999 I grew up. I became a mom. That moment changed me {for the better} for the rest of my life. I was no longer just me. I was a mom, and everything from then on had to revolve around that little boy.
