“The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.” — Bhagwan Shrew Rajneesh
Hands. My hands. Touching BB.
I’ve started this new thing where I read more than one book at a time. I like this new chaotic book reading method because I almost never get bored with what I’m reading. Some of these are books that I’ve read before and, others, I am digging into for the first time.
I also throw in some e-books into the mix because I really like getting books from the library instead of purchasing them all.
Books (and ebooks) I’m currently reading:
The Great Gatsby F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Only Pregnancy Book You’ll Ever Need Paula Ford- Martin, Britt Brandon, CFNS, CPT and others
Jesus Is ______. Judah Smith (I’m re-reading this one. Can’t get enough!)
Tattoos of the Heart: the power of boundless compassion Gregory Boyle
Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth Ina May Gaskin
Change Your Words, Change Your Life Joyce Meyer
What to Expect When You’re Expecting Arlene Eisenberg, Heidi E. Murkoff, Sandee E. Hathaway, B. S. N.
Rain of Gold Victor Villaseñor (I’m re-reading this one. The last time I read it, I was in high school… that was a longgggg time ago.)
The Confident Mom Joyce Meyer
Surprised by Motherhood: Everything I Never Expected About Being a Mom Lisa Jo Baker
The Social Animal David Brooks
Happy 20th week of gestation! We’re just that much closer to meeting you! It’s scary and exciting at the same time that we’re more than halfway there. You’re the game changer. That may seem like a lot of pressure but it’s really not. I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life but it turns out that there are other plans…better plans. Plans that I couldn’t have imagined six months ago even!
I never thought that I was cut out for motherhood even though I’m bossy and I guess in some ways, nurturing. The thought of having my own children was always a scary idea for me. The way that I dealt with this fear in the past was to believe that it was impossible for me to mother children. I fostered this idea for so long time, I decided that I “didn’t want” children and if I did become a mother, it would be by way of adoption. Easy fix. No disappointment.
You, my child, have changed that. Your pending arrival is turning me into a woman that I never thought I’d be. I’m grateful. I’ll spend the rest of my days being the best mommy to you that I can possibly be. The scary part is I have no idea what that will look like. How life will be modified. How behaviors will be adapted. It will not be easy but it will be worth it… for you, BB.
We are sisters who are totally alike and totally different. We agree and disagree on everything and yet somehow find a way to remain in one piece. Almost.
Cut, Stitch, Share, Repeat
Truth Sets Free
WHEN LOVE SAYS GO