21 years

Three days ago I celebrated 21 years of being a mommy. Yes, it was Maegan's birthday and my celebration was more private and quiet and I am still reflecting and celebrating... 21 years of being a mom. I started out on the journey at the young age of 20. I was aso excited about becoming a mom and having a child that would eventually call my "mommy" and talk to me and look like me, and, prayerfully, not act just like me. I was young and immature and ignorant and didn't quite "embrace" motherhood like I do now. I graduated from college 11 days before Maegan was born and was seriously planning on going to graduate school and getting a masters or possibly a doctorate eventually. I can't even imagine what I was thinking! Yes, my life changed completely on that day. I didn't "give up" my dreams or aspirations. I don't feel that I can even think of it in those terms. I gained so much! I became a better person and things in my life shifted into right perspective. All of the sudden I was not the primary consideration for all the decisions in my life. There was another being in the forefront of every decision and every view of my present of my future. It was a beautiful thing!
I love being a mom. Maegan was an exceptional child (and still is.) She began talking to me before she turned two and was always ready to go out and tackle the day and work on my never-ending lists. She is beautiful and stubborn and strong-willed and talkative and fun. She was my first and I definitely made mistakes with her... but I have always loved her. I just wasn't as mature as I am now, but I was more impulsive and silly and fun. So, I guess it kind of balances out. There has never been a lack of love for her, just maybe a lack of direction on my part.
So... as I celebrate 21 years of being a mom... I want to say Thank you, Maegan for being mine and for loving me and talking to me and being all that I envisioned and more. Now... what are we going to do today?