Ever since I can remember I have loved little babies. My four sisters, our neighbor (who was like a sister) and I would play “house” all day everyday. In the summer we would each have our babies and pick our houses throughout the yard. Whether it was on the front porch, on the playground or just a spot on the grass. We drove our bikes around, stopped at pretend stoplights, and made u-turns just like we were really driving. We would run errands with my parent’s expired credit cards, go through the drive-thru bank to get fake money, and pick up our mail in our mailboxes made out of tennis shoe boxes. We wrote checks out to each other when one would babysit for the other, and we would even do little play dates with all the moms and kids. The husbands were at work, and we would stay home and play mom. It was just like the real thing. Our babies would cry, we’d feed them, change their diapers and put them down for naps. It was a girls dream come true!
When I was little at all the family gatherings, my sisters and I would take turns with the newest baby. Sometimes we’d fight if the sister was holding the baby for too long and was hogging the poor child. But eventually we all got our turn. We all loved little babies. When it was my turn, I would prop them on my hip and walk around holding them with one hand thinking I was the best little holder out there. I loved it! It never got old.Even to this day it still doesn’t get old. My sisters and sister in laws have had babies and I have loved and still love each one of them. I still love to see them, hold them, play with them, cuddle them and kiss their little cheeks.
Ever since I have been married I have dreamt of having my own babies. I thought I would wait at least two years just to have my own time with Cason and then consider having babies. But when you get married it all changes. Once I was married and knew that I could actually have babies, I wanted one and longed for one even more. How could I wait two years?? That was far too long. Time flew and now being married almost two years this coming May, we decided we couldn’t wait much longer. My dream of becoming a mother will come true in August. I can’t even believe it!
All that practice growing up will hopefully pay off and I will get to do all those things again but with a real baby this time. I know that it will be a lot of work, but I can not wait to hold this little child and love him/her as much as those babies I once fought over.
With all the emotions that come along with pregnancy and the reality that we really are going to be parents, we are more than excited for this new little addition to come into our family. I’ll admit I am nervous, scared, and humbled by it all. But I am so excited to be a mom and cannot wait to hold my baby, cuddle him/her and kiss those little cheeks.
