expectations

I am so excited to be a mother. It's already given my life a different meaning. I feel like my life will finally, truly be service-centered because the purpose of everyday will be the well-being of someone else. I just can't wait for this adventure to begin. I've had plenty of time to do things for myself - I've literally traveled the world, had some crazy experiences abroad, a quality college education and lots of work experience. I've been able to write a thesis that is truly the summation of my education. I've had two and half (three by next June) years alone with the man I love. I've worked at two wonderful bookshops and there made friends with the dearest people in my life. I've seen Alanis in concert. I've researched in a medieval tower in Paris, done pagan rites with my best friend on midsummer's eve, bathed in the Ganges and swam naked in the Amazon. I guess what I'm saying is, I feel ready for this momentous change. I've had enough time to be myself.

I've heard all your parenting ideas go out the window when you actually become a parent. But I know three of my ideas won't be tossed. I will not let my children chew on books in the library or in a bookstore, or leave the children's area in disarray. I won't let my baby have a smelly diaper in sacrament meeting. I won't let my children be disrespectful or rude.


I am excited to meet this person inside me.