This Time Last Year
I can’t believe that one year ago today, I was laying on a table with my feet in stirrups while modern science got me knocked up. So much has happened since that day, and my life is completely different than it was then. Dude, I’m somebody’s mom. And I will be for the rest of my life. That thought still freaks my brain.
I know that for the rest of my life, I’ll always remember March 2 as a significant day. I’ll never share that with Bridget, for sure. But maybe one day when she gets older, she’ll wonder why it is that every March 2 mommy wants to hug her a little more, or just look at her in awe of how beautiful she is and tell her how lucky I am to have her.
Does Hallmark make a happy anniversary-of-your-conception-day card?
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You’re somebody’s mom, dude! It’s a wonderful, amazing, incredible thing. *hugs*
& an excellent Mom at that!