So, I have a confession to make. When I was growing up I always wanted to be a mom. It seemed like it was going to be easy. I liked to clean and cook and "I'm so a hard-worker so FULL of engery! What's the confession? It's not as easy as I thought it would be. In fact, it is hard work being a mom.
But the truth goes beyond hard work (it seems so often conversations on parenting stop there). It is also very rewarding. I love being a mom! My little 20-month-old has done so many things to test my patience lately. Yet, at the same time, he is really learning to communicate in a kind way and loves to play with me (bringing out that inner-child). He's been extra cuddly lately and always wants to help.
Becoming a mother has made me feel more like a child - truly a re-birth for me. Some days I feel so clueless! The more he grows, the more I find I'm growing as a mom! Though you can't really see the real growth taking place in a picture, I find his physical growth is a great analogy for me. Look how much we have grown and changed! I love that we are helping each other become better people. I guess in some ways though, we will always be small.
Why the sudden nostalgia? We had a month in August where we were pretty sick. I couldn't get anything done, not to mention I felt sad I wasn't up to do anything but watch a movie and read an occasional book with Cadence. Coming out of it I re-prioritized. Now, I try to spend more of my time laughing and playing with my "baby", and less time with other things, even recording it! We both seem so much happier! Here's to us - and the child who made me a mother, Cadence!
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