One night, we saw a shooting star
When I was younger, all I ever wanted in the world was to have a child. Someone to love; someone to love me unconditionally despite all my flaws and imperfections. I would pray every night that someday, I'd be blessed. One night, when I was much older, my boyfriend and I were driving on the highway to a friends' house, and we saw a shooting star for the first time together. I wished upon it the same desire I had for years; to have a child. Needless to say, at 22 I finally got my wish, and nine months later, I was blessed with little Abigail. Everyone had told me it would be hard. My mother told me there would be physical and emotional sacrafices as well as demands, and it would be tough. I shrugged them all off, and told them we'd be fine. Abby, John, and me. Well, as we all know - Mother knows Best -- and it was hard. Extremely hard. I never knew how demanding and challenging being a full-time stay-at-home mom could be -- or how rewarding little smiles and coos here and there could melt my heart. Now, being the mother of a teething six month old, I know better. There are days when I feel like I got in over my head and I just want to lock myself in the bathroom and cry, but I've learned we do what we have to do to get through each day, and when I'm at my wits end all I have to do is look into those big beautiful blue eyes of hers, and at that moment I remember what a rocky road my pregnancy was, and how truely blessed I am that something so pure, innocent, and beautiful came from me.
— Rachel
Amzing Smile
My husband and I fight to go into our daughter's room in the morning and get her out of the crib because you are greeted with the most amzing smile. A smile that jump starts your day and lets you know what our lives are now all about, and it is wonderful!
— Dianna
I fell in love.
When I was pregnant with my son Noah I had a preconceived notion of how everything would be. He would sleep in his crib, in his own room. I would leave him with a sitter and go out with my friends anytime. All the common things first time moms think. Then he was born and I fell in love. I had no idea what love truely was until he came into my life. He is now 21 months old, sleeps in my bed, rarely goes to a sitter unless I have to work, and I would not have it any other way. My son means the world to me.
— Cheryl
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