I know it's been a while since I've posted and this post it's not sweets related but it's a post I know a lot of mothers out there will relate to.
I have a 4 year old daughter and she is my pride and joy. I know she is the reason I'm still alive and I know God made her exactly for me. When I was much younger I knew I wanted to be a mother. I was raised by a wonderful mom, a fighter, a survivor, a kind woman that gave every bit of herself to raise 3 girls. When you grow up with such an awesome woman how can you not want to be a mom?
The idea of love and committing to another person and have a family was all I could thing of and I knew I was meant for it. From the moment I knew I was pregnant my world changed, I became someones mom and I knew that my only job in the world from then on would be to protect her.
She was born on an eventful day, in a foreign land and under very stressful and life threatening complications. We both almost didn't make it but God had a plan for us two and he gave us a fighting chance. She was born a preemie and got taken away as soon as they performed the c-section, every memory from that day it's still a blur but I remember seeing her and knowing she was mine. She was taken to a hospital for children 2 hours away from mine and I was in bed... she was born on a Friday and that Sunday was Mother's Day. After that day I knew I couldn't wait any longer to meet that daughter of mine and I made the trip to see her. I still remember how she felt in my arms the first time I held her... it cannot be described with words.
Yes, she was mine and I would forever be hers. It's been 4 years and we've been through a lot but I've always had her by my side and my hand has always been there to hold hers.
Tomorrow it's a very special day, she starts school. Not a day in her life I've left her with a stranger and tomorrow, for the first time I will leave her in a room full of them. I will leave her with the conviction that I've given her the tools to be an extraordinary human being, that it's a new chapter in our story together and that tomorrow her school years begin and I wish her all the success in the world. I'm a little sad, after all to me she is still that 4 pound little baby I held in my arms but I am also excited to see her grow, do new things, be independent and excel in everything she does. I'm happy because I see her and I look at her smiling face, happy, and I know I've done a good job. So wish my baby a good day tomorrow and to all the mommies out there that will go through the same in the next few weeks I send strength and happy thoughts.
Until the next time!!...
