The Truth About Being A Mom

I wanted so badly to be a mother and convinced my husband that we were ready to start our family, he had just a semester of grad school left and would have his masters by the time a baby would arrive. We tried for awhile and nothing happen, we were even told we may not be able to have children due to my weight. With that we took a break from trying and sure enough we got pregnant. I couldn’t wait, I wanted the “glow”. I couldn’t wait to feel our baby move and to find out if it was a boy or girl. 

Shortly into my pregnancy I realized I was not going to get “the glow” and that I was not one of those women who got gushy at every flutter they felt. Instead I felt squished and feeling movement kind of grossed me out. ( Just so I don’t sound completely awful I would freak out a little if I thought it had been too long between movements).
I was happy and excited to know that we were having a boy. Everyone was so excited for us and well we were too but just in a different way, and I think all the frills and glitter a little girl would call for would have just overwhelmed me. With that said parenthood held some hidden things too and those are what I would love to share..

These are my thoughts..