A Different Kind of Mother's Day

I have always loved Mother's Day, simply because I love my mom and I like having a day to recognize her and all she's done for me. Arsen was also blessed with a wonderful mama, and our little guy is super lucky to have these two amazing women in his life. Last year I wrote a post honoring the important moms in my life, and the feelings I wrote about then still stand true. But this year I feel a little different now that I'm a new mama myself.

It's crazy how the instant you find out you're expecting you feel this connection to all other mothers. I can actually remember walking into Target a couple of days after I found out I was pregnant, passing a very pregnant woman with a little one at her side, and thinking "Now I get it." Even though I was barely pregnant, I already felt the incredible love in my heart that you always hear moms talk about. It's truly something that can't be explained, and I love that I'm part of the club now.

This is how I spent a large portion of my Mother's Day (thanks to my sweet husband)

Earlier this morning Grayson was being fussy and Arsen was trying to calm him down while I did my makeup. He was talking to him and I heard him say "I don't know how your mom does this little man. She must be way more patient than I am." And I said "I think it's the mom thing". I am not a patient person naturally. And add in exhaustion and hormones, and I would think I would be less patient than ever. But it's like I suddenly have this superhuman amount of patience that I have no idea where it came from.

Last night I finally got Grayson to sleep at midnight after about two hours of fussing and just being restless and fighting sleep. He typically wakes up every two to two and a half hours for a diaper change and to eat, so I knew I would be up around two. Normally he goes right back to sleep after about 30-45 minutes of eating and rocking. Right on cue, he woke me up a couple minutes after two. And then he stayed awake until about 4:15. In the middle of the night when you are more tired than you've ever been and your husband and little dog are snoring beside you, it's a real struggle to stay awake with a fussy baby for more than two hours. But somehow, I'm fine. I'm exhausted, sure, but I'm so incredibly happy. Anytime I start to get frustrated I just look at his little face and I know that I need to cherish every single exhausting moment because they will pass so quickly.

My babies!

So now, almost three weeks in, I feel like I'm starting to grasp what motherhood really is. It's everything I ever dreamed it would be, and so much more. It's much more tiring than I ever thought, and somehow my days slip away in what feels like minutes without me accomplishing a thing, but every day is wonderful in its monotony.

In true new-mother fashion, I had every intention of writing this post yesterday on what was actually Mother's Day, but I ran out of time and energy. But I got it done! So Happy (Belated) Mother's Day to all of you mama's out there. We are all so lucky to have this title of "Mom" and I hope your families made you feel appreciated for all that you do for them.