My baby is a month old, and it feels like forever and no time at all has passed. It's safe to say I had no idea what having my own child would be like or what kind of mother I would be. I feel blessed in the fact that Thatcher has been such a good baby and motherhood has come very naturally to me. There have been minimal breakdowns on my end, and minimal screaming or crying on his. That doesn't mean that there hasn't been challenges, because there have been, a lot, and I've learned so much in this month about what it means to be a mother.
I read a quote somewhere that is so true, "The most noble parents are those without children."There is so much judgement in the world of parenting, especially before you have one of your own, and I hate to admit I was one of them. I made all of these plans, oblivious to how it would actually be. I am amazed by how parenting has already taught me about patience and letting go of control. I became a mother literally overnight, dutifully tending to his every need at every hour without a hint of bitterness.
I know there are hard times ahead, and I am going to tackle those as they come. I feel blessed with the bond that we built in our first month as a family, and incredibly lucky for this pleasant transition into motherhood all things considered.