Being a “Mommy”

I was asked if I wanted to do a post exchange earlier this week. Of course I said yes! That sounded like a lot of fun and a good way to maybe get a few new visitors. My blog is really new and I’ve been working hard in these foundation months to build a “brand” for myself. I thought this would be something interesting to do. I had never done anything like that before. So out of curiosity, I asked her what I should write about. Her response was, “Anything “mommy” related.” OK, sounded easy. After all I AM a mommy. Then that got me thinking…
The day your child is conceived you become a mother. That little fertilized egg inside of you becomes a part of you. Your body cares and nurtures your child as they grow inside of you, completely dependent on YOU. They become a piece of you before they are even born. You browse endless aisles of tiny baby clothes while picturing your future child’s brown hair or green eyes or if they will inherit your nose. You wonder what they will look like, act like, or be when they are grown. You become a new person, someone who is now second in their own life, a MOTHER.
Being a “Mommy” is different. Whether you have given birth to your child or not, if you are a “Mommy” you are a very special person.
You become a “Mommy” while cleaning the blowout off the wall, 2 am feedings, kissing boo boos and wiping tears, giving baths, bedtime stories, cuddles, and wiping noses. A mommy holds her child when they are in pain to comfort them. A mommy rejoices with her child in the smallest of successes. A mommy thinks her child is the most precious gift and pours her heart into raising the child. A mommy is someone who thinks of her child before herself or anyone else. She helps with homework even when she has other things that need done. She knows what her child is doing and works to keep them safe. A mommy knows when the consequences of certain choices are better at teaching her child than disciplinary action. A mommy seems to always know where everything is and everything that is going on. A “Mommy” makes it all better. 

A mommy is a special job. I wouldn’t trade being a mommy for anything. It is the most important part of me. My kids are who I am. That is what this mommy is all about.