Becoming a mom has taken on a life of it’s own. Everyone always says you won’t quite understand until you have your first child, and I can honestly say that is true. I certainly didn’t. But here I am, amidst the chaos of new motherhood, and I have chosen to embrace this transformation. My first challenge was making it through the sleepless nights. Once I made that adjustment, everything else came naturally. Then it came time to develop my “mommy identity.” Who I wanted to be as a mom. It may sound weird, but I had to develop some ideals a mission statement of sorts.
So here is my promise as a transitioning mommy: I will develop weekly goals for me to accomplish both with and without my daughter. My husband and I will create our own Garcia family traditions to be incorporated with our own childhood family traditions. As a part of the family traditions, I will be develop a Garcia Family Cookbook that I can pass on to my children and the generations to come. I will try new kid and family friendly activities, because my husband and I are new to the scene. I will also challenge myself to step outside of my comfort zone and try new methods of learning and growing as a person and mother. So be on the look out for the new additions to each of these areas as I attempt to develop my Mommy Identity. Some things I will excel at, while others I will fail miserably. But as I try on these new things, I challenge you to do the same as you develop your new Mommy Identities. And it’s never too late to change your Mommy Mission Statement. It is a work in progress.
My name is Kerrie and I am in the middle of a transitional stage in my life. For the past eight years I have been Auntie Kerrie — the adoring Auntie who doted on all of her nieces and nephews. And reveled in the fact that I was the cool auntie who came to play and always brought treats and presents. That was my identity and I absolutely loved it! But now I have gotten a little older and I found the man of my dreams, settled down, and got married. And now that the honeymoon period was drawing to a close, the natural next step was starting a family. And so, seven months ago, my husband I became the proud parents of one beautiful baby girl we named Aaliyah. And so now I am transforming from the young and hip Auntie to responsible and loving Mommy. A very welcomed transition, but like a decade ago when I became an Auntie, this is a whole new world for me. So this Blog is my diary/journal documenting my transformation from Auntie to Mommy.
There are so many new things for me to experience and try. And I am ready for the challenge. Each week I will take you through the trial and error process of my personal transformation using pictures, videos, and anecdotes. I will share my family traditions, recipes, holiday crafts, and shopping trips with all of you in an attempt to illustrate my version of becoming a Mother. One thing I have learned so far, is that no one really talks about the bumps and bruises they receive along the way. So it comes as a huge shock when we are going through it for the very first time. We have all had the feeling that we are the only ones struggling, but that’s not true. So this is my attempt at showing the messy parts that go hand in hand with the not so messy parts.
August 12, 2011 – Better known as the “Happiest Day of My Life”
It still amazes me some days that I was pregnant with my daughter for almost an entire year. Personally, I think it was just long enough for me to get completely attached to her. The day that my daughter was born was the the day that my life really began. Or at least that is how it felt anyway. Once I finally got to hold her in my arms, I didn’t want to let her go. I remember right before Aaliyah was about to be born, my doctor asked me when I wanted to hold her; right away, after they cleaned her off, or after they got all of her measurements. I couldn’t believe that he even had to ask. “Right away!” I said. “Nobody gets to hold her before I do! I’ve been waiting for this moment.” And that was the absolute truth. I had been waiting to meet her and hold her, and I didn’t want to have to wait one more second.
I instantly feel in love with her. I didn’t want to let her go. I barely let my family hold her when they came to see her right after she was born. And never mind let her out of my sight. I made the mistake of watching that show on ABC Family “Switched at Birth.” I don’t recommend it if you are getting ready to deliver a baby at a hospital. I followed her wherever they took her. It was a little fanatic, but I am going to own it. That was my crazy moment. Well, one of my crazier ones anyway.
I think it is difficult to put into words the feelings that you experience when you meet your baby for the very first time. It is a very magical moment. One you have to experience for yourself in order to understand completely. I will confess that I was looking forward to it so much, because I had been wondering what my daughter was going to look like. Both my husband and I come from mixed backgrounds, so it was impossible to know what she would look like. Aaliyah is half white, a quarter black, and a quarter Hispanic. A real hodgepodge. I didn’t have any preconceived notions as to shat she would look like, but I was really looking forward to finding out.
Perfect. That is the best I can describe her. She was absolutely perfect. We had to wait a little longer in order to find out what her features were going to look like. But that was all right with me. I had my Baby Girl and that’s all that mattered. My new life was beginning and I could hardly wait. And so my transition from Auntie Kerrie to Mama Kerrie was officially beginning!