My Mom

These past two weeks have been perhaps the toughest and yet most amazing weeks of my life. I do not think I could have gotten through them without my mom. My mom and I have always had a fantastic relationship, the kind of relationship I hope I have with my daughter some day. She taught me at a young age to love the mall, Christmas and a great cup of coffee. Being an adult of almost 30 my mom and I have moved beyond just a mother / daughter relationship to one of being great friends.

The past few weeks I have needed my mom more than I think I ever have. After surgery in the hospital while everyone else was mesmerized with the new baby, my mom was right by my side making sure that I was OK. When I needed to cry she listened and days when I thought I couldn't physically and emotionally go on, she became a rock for me to lean on. This past week I was dealing with the "hormones" of having a baby and my mom and dad came to pick me up one night and take me to a mindless movie. They didn't even care that I sat and cried over dinner for no apparent reason. Every night last week my parents came over to see the baby, but I know it was to check and make sure that their little girl was OK.

I am so thankful for my mom. I could not have been able to comprehend the love of a mother to a daughter until just now when I have one of my own. I look at her and am overwhelmed by the love I feel and can now understand the selfless love that my mom has had for me through the years. My only hope is that I can be the kind of mom to my daughter that my mom has been to me.