8 years ago

8 years ago, this whole motherhood journey began. On May 1st, 2000 they checked me into the hospital to have Shanna. My blood pressure was high, and silly me, I thought I would have her that night.

That was my first clue that kids don't come with an instruction manual. It turned into three days of labor, followed by a surprise c-section, but on the night of May 5th, my beautiful daughter was born.

I always reflect back, but since I am so pregnant this year, the memories seem a little easier to recall. I remember her first cry, I was so surprised by the sound. Then, when I kissed her head for the first time, I remember thinking how hard her head was, how real she was. Those first intense feelings of love that I felt that night will stay locked in my heart forever.

I remember the first few days home with her, how I had to keep reminding myself that she was mine and no one was coming to pick her up and take her home! Each time I realized that she was mine to stay, I felt so lucky.

I always knew that the connection between mother and daughter was so special from being with my mom. But becoming the mom gave me a new appreciation for the love and the bond you share with your daughter.

A lot of changes have happened in 8 years, she has grown up so much and my role has changed and grown with her. I look at her now, so tall and beautiful, her feet are almost as big as mine... yet I can still snuggle her up in my lap and hold her and kiss her forehead like I did 8 years ago.