I am a Mommy

This afternoon my mom came over to visit. My dad had to go help a friend in Boerne, so my mom took advantage of coming to visit Lyla and me. Later my dad showed up just in time for Lyla to finish feeding. So, Grammy Tammy and Big Guy got to take turns holding and playing with Lyla. First I have to tell you that Lyla was smiling and possibly produced a little laugh for her Big Guy. I'm not sure if the laugh was in reaction to my dad or just coincidence. Anyways, I digress.

Lyla was being real fussy while my dad was holding her. He burped her, changed her, walked around with her, but nothing was working. I finally got up and took her and calmed her down. My mom said, "maybe she just wanted her mommy." After Lyla was calm, I handed her off to my mom so I could get dinner started. After a while she started fussing again. I thought, well it might be time for her to eat again. So I took her from my mom and my parents got ready to leave. Again, Lyla calmed down. As my mom was walking out the door she stated again, "sometimes a girl just need her mommy." Lyla fell asleep in my arms and has been asleep ever since (about 30 minutes).

As I sat on the couch with my little one in my arms, I thought, "mom's right...I am a mommy." It is such a strange realization. All my life I have loved babies. I am the oldest of 14 cousins, so needless to say I have helped raise them all. I can remember holding a baby that wouldn't stop fussing and the mom finally taking the baby back and the baby immediately calming down. It would always frustrate me. Why couldn't I do that? Why couldn't I get the baby to stop crying?

Now I know....I wasn't the mommy. Now, I am the mommy. Wow!!! It's amazing how after 2 and a half weeks things still shock me. It's amazing how important being "the mommy" is. I never understood the power of being the mommy. I guess no one understands until they become one.