Everyone tells you that your life will change drastically when you have a baby. You know it's true; you even try to brace yourself. But you can never really prepare yourself for that day until it really happens.
Like most little girls, I dreamed of what it would be like to be a mother. I played house, played with baby dolls, and cooed over babies. I would often cradle a baby in my arms and wonder what it would be like to one day cradle my baby.
And then it happened. Samuel was born, and I held him for the first time. There are no combinations of words to fully describe what holding my son for the first time was like. But if I dare try, it was like my heart overflowed (or even exploded) with joy, love, and awe.
My son was finally here. Little did he know that he was wept over, prayed fervently for, rejoiced over, feared over, and patiently waited for. All he knew was that God made me his mama.
Seven months have passed. I didn't know that it was possible to have this much love for this little guy, but it mysteriously grows with each passing day. The best part about this journey of mamahood is that my love for my husband and God grows exponentially as well.
I am humbled and so thankful that the Lord has allowed me to be Samuel's mama. I wouldn't want it any other way. I would endure it all again for you, my son. All of the anticipation, heartache, loss, pregnancy sickness, stretch marks, weight gain; it was all well worth it and more.
I love you, Samuel.
Vandi, I understand the anticipation, the tears and the prayers. Never have I wanted anything more than to be this little girl's mama, and I just can't wait! I loved when I would see you with Samuel, you truly take a delight in him (in a non-stalking sort of watching)!
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