PLEASE NOTE: Thanks to all the readers that continue to allow me to vent, rate and create on the blog. I’ve moved on and up and will now be blogging at www.suddenlyamom.co.za. It’s still a work in progress, but aren’t we all?
Becoming a mom wasn’t quite the same for me. I didn’t find out I was pregnant, go for scans, guess the gender, choose names, or experience the painful joy of giving birth. I didn’t get to hold my baby for the first time, or bond with her late at night when she couldn’t sleep. I didn’t see her first smile, hear her first word or run around the house when she took her first step.
But, that doesn’t make me less of a mom. I’m here now (and have been since she turned 6) and I love her more than I thought I could. I help her choose what to wear, I cook things I think she’ll like, I help her with her homework. Sometimes, I put her to bed (when dad hasn’t), and I hear all about the girl that wouldn’t let her sit in her group at lunchtime. I have bubble baths with her, moan at her for not washing her hands, cut her meat for her, and brush her hair in the mornings. If that’s not being a mom, what is?
Katie’s a very special little girl. She lost her biological mom unexpectedly when she was 5, but put on a brave face and kept smiling. Her dad and I got married in March 2015.
Being a mom wasn’t part of my plan, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.