Growing up, I never understood the term, "A mother's love." Adults everywhere would tell me, "You'll understand when you get older. Just wait until you have kids."

When I got older, I still didn't understand. I would get so irritated by pregnant women or brand new moms. I couldn't care less about their swollen feet, or cravings of peanut butter and pickles. I didn't want to hear about their ultrasounds, or their amazing doctor. I wanted to hold their new baby, but only in peace and quiet; I didn't want to listen to a stupid woman talk about how her baby is so "perfect" (seriously, new babies eat, sleep, poop and cry. What is perfect about that?!).

I went on to think that having a baby is like having a dog. Yes, you love them, and yes you'll take care of them. You'll raise them, and (just like your dog) eventually, you will let them go. That is life, right?


Two years, seven months, two days, three hours and thirteen minutes ago I gave birth to my ENTIRE life. This tiny little human became my world. For the first time, I so clearly understood all of the annoying pregnant women and new mothers who just wanted to talk about baby names, poop and their "perfect" baby.

I finally got it. It's a mother's love. Seriously. I catch myself just looking at this perfect little girl. Wondering how I made her. How did I create this perfect little being.. this incredibly sweet, beautiful, intelligent,  perfect little girl? I wonder what she will be like when she gets older. I wonder if she will become a doctor or a rocket scientist (she is the smartest two-year-old I have ever met!) and I wonder if she'll grow up and move away. I wonder if she will become a model (you should see the girl, she has THEE most perfect skin, teeth, hair and eyes!). I already know she will have the most handsome husband in the entire world! And I wonder if they'll give me grandbabies to spoil.

A mother's love is instinctual, unconditional, and forever. A mother's love is seeing through all of the imperfections at just how perfect your child is.

My little human is perfect.  

But I'm pretty sure we all think our kids are perfect.  big smile mini

I hope all of you mommies are enjoying your little ones just as much as I am mine!

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Nov. 30, 2010 at 9:03 PM

Yup, you hit it right on the dot!

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Dec. 1, 2010 at 11:40 AM

YEP! I kiss on my son's chubby 5 year old cheeks all the time. So much so I hear "MOM! Seriously!" My son is slim but his cheeks are puffy and every time I look at him I get so excited that I have to kiss his perfect little cheeks. 

I never understood my aunt who has two sons and how she gave up being girly for her boys. I was a girly girl and I just couldn't understand it. Until I became a mom and no I completely understand what she was thinking. I get excited for him when we go to monster truck rally's, Shaun White is his favorite person right now, and he wants to learn how to skateboard. Oh and he wants to learn how to play the guitar... and I find myself getting into these things with him and throwing out my make up and designer clothes.  

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Dec. 1, 2010 at 12:10 PM

You are so right my five angels are perfect to me even with the rar disorders that three have I love my prefect anges and hate that they are growing up so fast. hug while you can wgen they reach 10 to 12 they say there are to old.

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Dec. 1, 2010 at 6:29 PM

I can't wait to feel this!!

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Dec. 1, 2010 at 10:12 PM

I agree I love my little 3 1\2 yr old son to death, he's my whole world. Nothings better that hearing I love you to moon Mommy.

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