I went to a MOPS (mothers of pre schoolers) Meeting.
And I loved it. And I think I most of all loved it because it made me feel something that I've known since March, but made me feel it more concretely: I am a mom. I am not a mom-to-be. I am not going to be a mom. I AM a mom. I loved at the meeting when people would ask how many children I had. I always said one (and then pointed to the nametag on my protruding stomach that read "Sam".) Because even if I haven't met him, and I haven't held him, or chased after him, or had him puke on me, or had sleepless nights because of his crying, or gotten his poop all over me, or yelled at him, or laughed with him, or tickled him...he's still my son. Right now. Every time he wiggles and dances and moves and squirms, I get to know him a little bit more and I love him a little bit more. I do understand (or rather, don't understand) that something amazing happens when I DO get to meet him, and see him, and that that moment will be something I cannot comprehend. But for now, I'm just so happy to be his mom.
And I'm so excited about the community of women that I get to be a part of. I am inspired and encouraged and humbled at the opportunity I am getting the join these women (and countless others that I am equally inspired by) on the journey of motherhood.
3 comments:
I was so glad you came! It was great to see you IRL and get to chat a bit. You def are a mom and I can't wait for you to get hold your little man in your arms. :-)
I am so glad you came! And I totally get what you are saying when I first went to MOPS I had been a mom for a while but being there was perhaps the first time I really FELT like one as none of my friends had any kids I mean I felt like a parent but not a mom if that made any sense.
How cool! I can't wait to join our church's MOPS group this year! Jealous at the great company you were in!
And, can't believe you're down to the final three months! Woot woot~!
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