My son is 12 weeks old today. 12. Weeks. Old. I cant even fathom it as I sit here. It feels like he's been here forever and just arrived all at the same time. I cant even believe this much time has passed. He's growing up too fast.
My son started babbling to himself, reaching and grabbing for things this week and as I reflect on him reaching these milestones I think of the milestones I've reached in motherhood. I've breastfed my son successfully for 12 weeks, I've become a cloth diapering master, practiced gentle parenting, loved selflessly and gained confidence as a mother but most importantly I see the effect - my son is happy, beautiful, loved and thriving.
I've had days filled with less than graceful moments too - where I'm tired, impatient and frustrated, struggle with gentle parenting and feel guilty when my son wakes up early from a nap and I find myself sighing.
There are things in motherhood that started off as challenging but have become joys - breastfeeding was difficult in the beginning as I was always so tired and up multiple times a night and now although I'm still up several times I've come to cherish those wee morning moments of bonding.
But the best milestone of motherhood is the bond of love and trust that I've formed with my son. I've learned so much from loving that tiny baby whose all too quickly growing into a vocal, gentle and bright eyed little boy. Through loving my son I've opened my heart and learned about myself in a way I never have before. Through pregnancy, home birth and breastfeeding I've learned about trust - a trust in myself and in my son. I've learned how love and trust is what has formed a positive and forever bond between my son and I - and I'm so grateful.
Motherhood started out as a tight bud that has now slowly begun to bloom. As I practice love, trust, gentleness and a nurturing spirit daily I see that this pathway will slowly bloom into what will be a beautiful story of my journey - blossoming into motherhood. And you know what - I'm so excited. Although motherhood has been one of the most difficult, wonderful and frustrating things I've ever experienced I wouldn't give away one second of it for anything.
Today marks 12 weeks of life outside of the womb for my son and although I know he doesn't see any significance to this milestone, I see my little baby slowly growing into a boy. And I'm kind of sad and kind of happy at the same time. My journey of motherhood although only at the beginning is my favourite journey so far and I cant wait to see what is ahead.
So moms, what milestones do you remember, cherish and love? Comment, I'd love to hear your stories!