Are There Signs That Speak to Us?
Yesterday, while walking my dog, something caught my attention on the ground. It sparkled. I bent down and saw that it was a badge—an enamel pin—packaged with a factory card and sealed in plastic. The pin featured an angel, and the card read, “Angels are known to bring love and success to everyone. Receiving an angel means receiving the purest love that you must cherish.” Is it a sign? I believe there’s a lot behind this. I found it at a moment when I want to become a mother again.
Are You Ready to Become a Mother?
Every woman asks herself this question, but there’s no straightforward answer. You can’t truly say when you’re ready. It’s best when it happens with love, as it should be. Some people plan for it, and that’s completely normal because being a parent brings new responsibilities—it’s not a whim; it needs to be a true desire.
Then there are people like me who don’t plan as much. You can’t wait until you feel ready. Overthinking whether now is the right moment might ruin the experience. It’s a strange dilemma since there’s no clear answer. In my view, it’s best to let it happen when it’s meant to happen. Yes, circumstances can press us, and the decision should be well considered, but overanalyzing might make the moment pass you by.
The Fruits of Love
It’s wonderful when a relationship develops and bears fruit: children. They are the most beautiful thing that can happen to us on this journey of life. Experiencing and savoring this gift is incredible. When two people share this experience, it doubles the joy. But even as a single woman, becoming a mother can transport you to a paradise of emotions. For us women, this transformation marks the evolution and culmination of our roles.
I adore children. They are exceptional teachers and interacting with them reveals so much about ourselves. They radiate pure energy and vitality. All children are wonderful; if they don’t seem that way, external factors likely influence them. We adults leave a strong imprint on them, which is why it’s crucial how we treat them and what we teach them. Often, they know so much more than we do, and that fascinates me.
I’ve always wanted three kids. Currently, I’m far from that goal, but the one child I have chosen is truly wonderful. Yes, I believe our children choose us. This theory isn’t new, but it rings true!
Pregnancy and Its “Delights”
When I found out I was going to be a mother, it was unexpected but incredibly joyful—truly unmatched. I felt excitement and anticipation, and in that moment, I was the happiest woman alive. The first few months flew by. For me, they were easy, though waiting for appointment results sometimes brought on worries. But I always kept an optimistic outlook.
However, after the fifth month, I suddenly entered a crazy phase. I gained weight, feeling like a little Godzilla! It was funny imagining the ground cracking as I walked. Those extra pounds can feel heavy, especially if you’re naturally slim, but they’re a minor worry because you can shed them later with effort.
When I gave birth to my daughter, I thought I’d quickly get back to my old shape, but I was wrong! I tried on my pre-pregnancy jeans and realized they didn’t fit. I didn’t restrict my diet after giving birth; instead, I gradually lost the weight naturally. I stayed active, walking and exercising when I could, never fixating on my weight. Within a year, I returned to my previous shape, which was wonderful!
The Birth of My Wonderful Child
Before this day arrived, I spent a long time searching for a doctor willing to support my desire for a natural birth. I have spinal stabilization, so most doctors refused out of fear. Thankfully, I found the perfect doctor who was committed to helping me deliver naturally. I really wanted to avoid a C-section or any interventions. If medical reasons had dictated otherwise, I would accept it, but all my signs looked good.
Yes, I felt fear—it’s natural not to know what to expect. My daughter decided to make a fashionable entrance, arriving fashionably late. I remember walking the hospital halls because she wouldn’t position herself correctly. After about 18 hours, my labor finally started.
Did it hurt? Yes, but the pain fades quickly, especially once you hold your child in your arms. She was larger than average for my height but normal in other ways. Being a breech baby added some extra discomfort—not exactly lucky!
It was amusing when a group of students rushed in after my doctor called them to witness the rare birth. So, surrounded by 15 unfamiliar faces in scrubs, my daughter made her entrance. Perhaps that’s why she grew up to be such a social butterfly!
Mother
Now, I am a mother, and it’s the most beautiful feeling of my life—pure and genuine love. As I glance at her while writing, I think about how much she’s growing. She once fit in my hands as a tiny, sweet, perfect baby. I remember her breath smelling like strawberries and her little feet and hands. I felt her strength flowing from her into me and from me into her. I still love holding her hands and feeling their warmth.
I recall those nights when I worried about rolling onto her while sleeping, but maternal instinct kept us safe. Now we cuddle together, and I cherish these moments because she will grow up, and we won’t have this intimacy forever. She gives me so much. When I hug her, the world stops. When she calls me “Mom,” everything else fades.
I can lose myself in her bright eyes. My magical child, I love you, and thank you for choosing me! The moment I learned life was growing inside me, I became stronger. Motherhood brings a power I never imagined. Honestly, nothing can bring me down. Together and healthy is all that matters for Michaela and me. She’s a little magician, helping me discover more about myself and the world. I listen to her because children hold immense wisdom. With her, I grow wiser while still embracing my inner child. Together, I succeed because I have no choice but to be my best. I love you!
Newborn Baby at Home
When my baby was born, I went through all the stages of being a new mother. It’s unnecessary to overwhelm yourself with items you often won’t need. Trust me on this—gather things gradually as you go. The market offers everything, so there’s no need to overstock. Buying too much risks wasting space and money. I sold many things I thought we needed but didn’t use.
You don’t need to prepare excessively. Your child requires warmth, love, food, and a cozy environment. I breastfed, which I found to be the most convenient and beneficial for both of us—if you can. If not, healthy baby foods are available since some women can’t breastfeed. Remember, breastfeeding doesn’t define motherhood.
You don’t need many items. A comfortable, lightweight stroller is essential—I used a foldable umbrella stroller. Invest in at least two slings that fit your height. A long one can be tricky to tie. An ergonomic backpack is also handy for carrying your baby. You’ll need bottles, a sterilizer, clothes, diapers, and a bathtub. This covers the essentials as you prepare to bring your treasure home. Keep things clean and avoid unnecessary clutter!
Motherhood
Being a mother is wonderful. It’s profound and can’t be fully captured in a single blog post. It’s an endless journey that lasts forever, lingering even beyond.
Do I want more children? Yes! Even though I’m 44 years old. I’m in love with life and with him, and children embody love and life!
I love you, my dear child!