BAM

Becoming a mother. 

I never could have imagined how it would be. 

Sure I tried, and what my imagination drew up wasn't too far off. 

But my imagination could have never anticipated the pure emotions that come along with it.

I thought by now, 8 months into it that I would have those feelings under control.

But I think I'm starting to realize that this is just the beginning.

These raw emotions are sneaky and hit me in the most unlikely of situations.

That is why I have coined them the BAM moments....or "becoming a mother" moments.

Just when I think I've got it, I get hit. hard. with a BAM moment.

Take last night for instance.

 Tiny woke up and it seems that all she wanted was a snuggle or two, or three...

As I brought her into bed with us and tried to go back to sleep,

 I was suddenly hit hard by the thought that I was a mother.

 I had this little life that I was responsible for.

She depends on me. And while I thought I already knew this...

whenever it invades my thoughts it leaves me in awe! 

I feel like I've joined the millions upon millions of mothers who have experienced these feelings.

People say don't lose who you are when you become a mother, 

but the truth of the matter is I will never be the same.

I will never go out again and not think about someone other than me.

And if I do, I am sure a BAM moment will be waiting right around the corner to put me into place.

See, I think that's their purpose in life. 

BAM moments keep us Mamas from getting too complacent.

They keep things real, honest and pure.