Mom, How Was It When I Was Born?
When my son first said, “Mom, how was it when I was born?”, I was paralyzed.
I didn’t know what to say at that moment. A tsunami of emotions invaded me. My mind filled with several memories.
In the midst of a flashback, I relived that day with nostalgia and melancholy. This request was filled with the sweetest memories of a being living inside me.
“Mother, how was it when I was born?” I only had to listen to this sentence to be astonished for a while. Looking at nothing but seeing everything.
As if her mind was blank, but kidnapped by these magical moments. Invaded by these fears and fears typical of the day I met the true love of my life, my son!
What did you feel when I was born?
“Mommy, what did you feel when I was born?” asks this impossible to be answered.
The feeling of bringing a child into the world is indescribable, the emotion of feeling happy for being able to witness the miracle of life. Without a doubt, there is nothing quite like experiencing the immense capacity to give birth up close.
Our first contact, in that cold room of childbirth, I will keep that moment forever in my heart. Our blind conversation that could never have failed.
The smell of life crowning the most important event of my days. The smoothness of your skin will always be tattooed on my soul.
Our first exchange of glances became the most natural and effective balm of my being. That’s right, my son, not everything was joy and happiness.
Also, despite the confidence that this pure and infinite love generated in me, I felt a fear that I had never felt before.
I was afraid I wasn’t the best mother for you, this mother that a being as wonderful and unique as the one I had before my eyes deserved.
And in the midst of this turmoil of feelings, the first cry appeared. How much anguish and despair!”.
As the minutes passed, I came to understand that you had arrived to give me the best title of my life: motherhood.
I knew I would be able to do it. Together, just as I had planned and dreamed during the long and endless 9 months of waiting.
I understood that purity and love would mark each of my days. So, nothing else could go wrong having by my side the most beautiful toothless smile I could ever imagine.
How were our first days together?
If I had to define in one word how the first days together were, I would say they were “unforgettable”. Without a doubt, memorable. Full of life, magic, joy and emotion.
For sure, this coexistence and all the changes that made me a mother were a great challenge.
Perhaps it was the most beautiful challenge I faced. I decided to change your diapers so you could change my life.
Through this pact, after letting you hold my fingers between those little wrinkled little hands, you became my healthiest addiction.
The time…
As time passed, we overcame new challenges. Amidst the emergence of teeth, the incursion into the world of baby food and the initial babbles, his first steps were taken.
There were hours and more hours playing, taking the opportunity to stimulate you, teaching you to do more and more things.
We spent days and nights of intense love never before felt. A love capable of acquiring other dimensions over the years.
That’s right, it is evident that affection, affection and devotion can reach levels never before imagined. And all of this, my son, was certainly thanks to you.
And, no, my son, it’s not possible that one day I’ll stop loving you, adoring you, just because you’ve grown up.
On the contrary, I get more and more attached because we spend a lot of time together and share a lot of moments. Therefore, there are countless stories that feed our soul.
And now that you’re big, you’ve become my best friend. Without a doubt, the trust we have in each other is unique and nothing and no one in this world will have greater complicity than ours.
I am your confidant, and that simple fact fills me with pride. You can bet that watching you grow up happy and full is my greatest treasure.
