Sunday, 03 May 2009

  • 8 years ago today...

    Mama Seahorse by Mama Seahorse 

    My oldest son made me a mother.  There is something about that first time... not that the kid is more special or anything, but just that the memory is different.  Its the first time you become ___'s mom and not just your own name.  Its the first time you hold a tiny being in your arms and freak out inside because you don't know what the hell you got yourself into or how the hell you'll deal with this responsibility now.  Its the first time you throw "plans" and "agendas" out the window when you look into those small eyes and just know everything will turn out okay.

    Today was the day.  I was exhausted.  In a hospital bed.  Holding him close.  Watching him sleep.  Hardly believing it was all over.  Pregnancy and then labor and now - blam!  A kid is here.  Yikes.

    (just a few days old, not even one week yet)

    And now he's 8.  And sometimes I have to remind him to hug me. And sometimes he's too tough to cry.  But sometimes he cries anyway.  And sometimes I treat him like he's still 5, and other times he amazes me with his maturity.  And his talent.  And his... otherness.  The fact that he came from me, was woven together right inside of me, but he's this whole OTHER person with his own thoughts and ideas and personality.  And then again, sometimes I am amazed at how much of a mini-me he is.  Its frightening actually.

    (showing off new hairdo)

    And today I am still floored by the whole idea.  The job of raising this kid into adulthood (or somewhere near it hopefully).  The hoping he learns just a handful of important things that will carry him into his life beyond our reach.  The exasperation of watching him have to make choices that I wish I could make for him.  The fear of having to inform him of things I wish he didn't need to know about.

    And I am floored by the joy of having a front-row seat to the development of a human being who will be caring and loving and who will add something, maybe a little something, or maybe a big something, but something nonetheless to this world.  He already has.

    Happy Birthday to Caleb!

    (poster of him from Kohl's ad for Tony Hawk clothing)

    Do you remember how you felt when you were pregnant with your first child?

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    • About Me: Hi, I'm Mama Seahorse! I have three boys - rowdy crazy lovely funny boys, ages 8, 5, and 2. They will go by the names (Big Brother, Middle Man, and Little Man, respectively). I have a hubby (who goes by J) of 11 years. We live and love in the suburbs of Chicago. I think that there is humor in the little things that happen when you least expect them... and I really do know that kids say the darndest things. We try to live healthy but every family hits McD's every now and then, I think. We run our lives around my work schedule (massage therapist), J's part-time work, and the kids activities, which include modeling and acting. I also am a firm believer in making time for my girlfriends. So I like to go out in what I call my Im-not-a-mom heels which is any pair of heels I could not possibly run after a toddler in, and the BBP (Best Butt Pants) which make my butt look amay-z-zing. We moms have to do that otherwise we might forget about our awesomeness, right?
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