November 24th....The Day That Changed My LifeNov 24 '02 Write an essay on this topic.
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As I woke up this morning I began remembering how my life was forever changed 34 years ago today. One can never know what the future will bring, but on that warm California morning I knew that my life, as I knew would never be the same. I was a young girl of 18, had recently graduated high school and had also recently gotten married. I was living in a rented 3 bedroom house and trying to perform all of the wifely duties that I thought a woman should. Clean house, do laundry…oh and I was working a part time job too at my Dad’s hamburger stand. But that Sunday morning I wasn’t working or cleaning or doing laundry. I was preparing for the greatest role I would ever have. I was preparing to become a mother. I was in the early stages of labor and excited and scared and unsure of my abilities to give birth and even more fearful of being able to parent a child, when I felt like a child myself. From the time I was four years old, all I ever wanted to be was a Mother…and perhaps a Kindergarten teacher. I begged my Mom to have a baby for me when I was little and can remember my joy when at the tender age of six I became Mommy to a little sister. All of those memories flooded my mind on this day 34 years ago…I was finally going to be a Mom. While labor took all day and my beautiful daughter wasn’t born until the wee hours of the next morning…It was November 24 that changed my life. No longer was I only responsible for just myself, my body was telling me that I would forever be responsible for another human beings life too! At 12:25 A.M. Pacific time on November 25, 1968 Noreen Kimberly S. was born. At a mere 6 lbs. 14 oz. I could hardly believe that I had given birth to this tiny beautiful bundle. Of course she was gorgeous…whose baby isn’t? My little Kimmie had taught me the real meaning of unconditional love. At 12:25 A.M. Pacific time on November 25, 1968 I became a Mother. Wow, what an awesome responsibility that is. I felt the full gamut of emotions. How in the world could I be as great a Mom to this baby as my own Mother was to me? I felt inadequate and unprepared but excited and anxious to take this baby home and care for her. I felt shocked that they would let me walk out of the hospital with her. It hadn’t really sunk in that this was my child. I don’t think that before that I day I had anticipated what being a Mom would mean. As every new Mother knows, it means very little sleep, no more hot food, no showers, smelling like spit-up, cleaning poopie diapers, laundry, laundry and more laundry, the end of reading books, the end of hobbies, the end of going out and partying. But it also means the beginning of so much love and joy that at times I feel as if my heart can’t hold it all. It means watching a child grow and smile, coo, laugh, roll over, sit up, walk, run, read, learn, date, marry, and become a Mom herself. What a wonderful circle of life that is. I have been blessed to have given birth to five beautiful children, and not once did I not see the miracle in that, or feel the fear of being able to fulfill my responsibility as a Mom to another human life. I am still awestruck that God entrusted me with these beautiful people. Guess He knows something that I don’t. :) My children are grown, and yet I am still their Mom and thankfully their friend too. My eyes well with tears when I think of how grateful I am that my children still want to have me around them. We shop together, go to movies, talk on the phone or Instant Messenger, go out to eat, spend all of the holidays together, play games on game nights, support each other in trying times, laugh until we cry, prepare for weddings, births and the fun of having teen-agers, rant to each other, work together, talk about and to each other, giggle relentlessly, be sarcastic, hug, kiss, cry, get angry at and make up, tease, cajole, support, diet together, and blow our diets together, dye each others hair, attend conferences and just generally ‘hang out’! (Whew, that’s one long sentence) heehee. So tomorrow morning at 12:25 A.M. Pacific time as my daughter celebrates her 34th birthday….I celebrate Mother’s Day, the day that God gave me the greatest gift I could ever have, I celebrate the day I first became a Mother.  |
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