Here are some of the rights of passage that have made me a mom.
I am a mom because I have...
Constantly second-guessed myself. (Is she really hungry? She just ate!)
Breastfed in the back of my car so I can continue errands.
Woke up not sure where I am, what time it is, and when I fell asleep with a baby in my arms.
Felt incompetent after 5 hours of crying. (It must be me).
Way better biceps and triceps than I used to.
Put track pants on and felt like million bucks because I got "dressed" for the day.
Felt like I don't have enough love to love my baby girl like she deserves (I think I understand the word unconditional more).
Ended a blog mid-way through in exchange for snuggles! To be continued....I am sure there will be many more "rights" to share.