

For the last few days I have started to really reflect on the last couple years of my life. All the changes that have occurred since Stephen and I became parents, and watching in awe as our little boy grows up right in front of our eyes.
Stephen and I were pretty much newlyweds when we found out we were going to become parents. It was a bit of a surprise to both of us and it took a really long time for us both to wrap our heads around the fact that we were going to become parents just a year after getting married.
July 5, 2008 Benjamin arrived. He was two weeks late and I must say I was miserable. 70 pounds heavier then my normal weight and miserable. I literally ate my way through the pregnancy and it showed :)
My water broke the morning of our scheduled date of induction, so we headed on into the hospital at the appointed time.
Contractions never started on their own, so I was hooked up to pitocin to get things moving. Unfortunately the pitocin caused Benjamins heart rate to fall. But when they would take me off the drug, my labor would stop. About 5 hours after arriving at the hospital, my doctor told me I would have to have a c-section. I was pretty devastated, as I had planned on having a natural birth, no drugs, etc. Boy, so much for my "birth plan!
We were wheeled away for surgery and not long after our little boy arrived. I can honestly say that I was not one of those moms that looked at my baby and fell immediately in love.
I looked at him in the recovery room and felt sheer terror! "Oh my goodness, what just happened???" "There is a little person in front of me that is going to depend on me for the next 18 plus years!!! Can I really do this?"
The first couple days in the hospital were a total blur. Thankfully, we had a nurse to take care of all three of us, and besides attempts at breastfeeding, we really didn't have a whole lot of responsibility besides holding our baby.
When we were let go from the hospital 72 hours later, reality truly set in. We headed home with our little guy, feeling in shock again.
Our first 3 weeks were absolutely horrid. We made exactly 7 trips to the breastfeeding clinic at the hospital before I finally started to accept that I wasn't going to be able to nurse my child. I was devastated. After planning for a natural birth that never happened, this was the next most important thing to me. In my mind I had already failed miserably at being a mom and I had hardly begun.
I don't know if it was lack of milk, or transitioning to formula, honestly I still don't know what the problem was, but , if our boy wasn't sleeping, he was crying. And not just little mews. This kid screamed all day and all night. We bounced, rocked, walked, patted our way through those weeks and nothing worked. If it wasn't for a bit of reprieve from my mother in law and my parents, I really don't know if we would have made it!
Things started to get mildly better around the 6 week mark but our boy continued to be an avid cryer and a mild sleeper. Motherhood was not turning out the way I had envisioned in my head. It seemed everyone around had these perfect little angels and were having the best experiences. Was I the only one wishing I could put my baby back??
As the months went on things slowly but surely life started to get better. We found a babysitter, I went back to work part time and I joined a mommy group for support.
I realized a few months after having Benjamin I barely knew any other moms in Asheville and I really needed women to talk to who were going through the same thing as I was.
Joining the moms group was probably the best thing to happen to me. I made the most amazing friends and finally had people to talk to who were sharing in the ups and downs of motherhood. I felt I could finally be honest about how rough things could be and these other mommies could actually relate! I started to realize that being a mom might be hard for lots, heck maybe all women, not just me!
I don't know if it was the added emotional support but about the time our little Benjamin turned 6 months, things really started to look up. For the next 6 months we were able to work to get him to sleep through the night and the crying and constant fussiness slowly started to ease up.
When Benjamin turned a year old, it was a celebration for us all! Our little boy was 1 and we had made it through that first, that toughest year! It was truly an accomplishment for all three of us.
In my eyes, that is when things really took an upwards swing. I really really started to enjoy hanging out with this little person, and not constantly praying for the day to end so I could have a break.
I think Benjamin and I both grew over the next year and a half. He started walking and talking. He started going to pre-school and was surrounded constantly with lots of playdates and friends. He was turning into a little person in front of my eyes, and an amazing one at that! I began to see my boy was not only sweet and loving, but truly kind. He is full of energy and loves to laugh, and cracks me up constantly.
Yesterday Benjamin and I went to one of our favorite places, The Nature Center. We haven't been able to go for the last 5 months, as it has been way too cold. Yesterday was 75 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. As I am now 7 months pregnant, I warned my little guy I wouldn't be able to carry him around and he would have to do all the walking himself and stick near my side. He paid close attention and for the entire hour and a half we were there, every time we would move from exhibit to exhibit, he would slip his warm, sticky little hand in mine and stay close by. When we would go up hills and steps, he promptly got behind me to help push me along, as I am not moving to fast these days.
We had the most amazing day and it seriously brought tears to my eyes. We have come so very very far in the last 2 1/2 years. And I am beyond blessed by God to have such a wonderful, amazing little boy as MY son!! I am so in love with this little person I can't even begin to explain. I am finally starting to feel like perhaps I am doing an okay job at this motherhood thing after all.
What started out as the roughest adventure of my life has turned into the most amazing experience and gift I could have ever wished for! I love you so very much my sweet little boy!!