Since I found out I was pregnant with Milo, roughly 2 years & 9 months ago I have been on a journey of self improvement. I knew that I needed to start making some real changes in my life to be the type of Mother I wanted my child to have.
I wasn’t always the nicest person. I mean, I didn’t just walk around being a general asshole but, I never bit my tongue. If I thought something (negative or positive) you & everyone else knew it. I told you exactly what was on my mind. I was extremely judgmental, and that attitude of well if you don’t like me you can go eff yourself. I still do have that eff yourself attitude a bit. I can’t help who doesn’t like me. I can guarantee if you knew me, really knew me as the person I am today you’d like me. I can not help any false impressions people may have of me. I do feel like a lot of people have a false impression of me lately, for whatever reasons. But, again all I can do is continue to be the person that makes me happy, and I am really happy.
Finally 2 & three quarter years later I am genuinely happy with the person I am. The life I live, & the people I surround myself with. This weekend was a turning point in that realization. I was pulling Milo & our dog & Cookie Monster in Milo’s new wagon, while my husband rode his bike next to us & was just overwhelmed with happiness. I kept feeling the need to just randomly blurt out,
“I’m so happy”
“life is really good”
“I’m so Happy”
Repeat over and over again.
I was coming down from a super happy high of Milo’s Birthday BBQ we celebrated Saturday afternoon. That day was just amazingly perfect & I will dedicate a post to it this week. Being surrounded with family & close friends all celebrating Milo & seeing how much each of those people genuinely love this child of mine made my heart just about explode at the seams.
I’ve learned how to make myself genuinely happy, & not to define my happiness by “stuff”. Or “things” we buy with money. Spending $400 on Gucci sunglasses used to make me really happy, or a $200 dress. But, it was never real happiness like I experience now. What a difference it truly is. I feel like Milo has brought me to this place & I couldn’t be more grateful. To not define happiness by stuff or how much $$$ is in the bank is an amazing feeling. (don’t get me wrong, I still like pretty things but my happiness is definitely not defined by those things like it sadly once was)
I’m happy & confident in the Mother that I am. With each day that passes I know more & more that having Milo when we did was the best decision we have ever made. The first year was rough, & a major transition but we made it, & here we are already celebrating another year past.
I’m in love with My husband so much, & the Father he is to my son. He truly is the Father I dreamed up in my head of my future children having, years ago. He’s everything I always wanted my own Father to be, but never was. He is head over heels in love with Milo & every single thing Milo does. Milo can punch him in the face & He would say something like ” yeah it hurt, but did you see how cute his little fist was when he was doing it…..” You know, just true love. He works extremely hard to provide us with the necessities we need, and to make Milo happy. I never have had to battle him over changing a diaper, or making Milo’s lunch, or giving him a bath or anything. We are each other’s biggest parenting cheer leaders, we are quick to remind each other of what a good parent one & other are & I think that’s needed some times. Mercer can be oblivious to a lot of things I do but, he never has a blind eye to the job I’m doing as a Mother, & that speaks volumes to me.
Our Marriage is in a really good place. That makes me happy.
I Love my friends dearly & am working towards being a more present friend.
I’m getting along with all my siblings at the same time. This is a big deal to me.
My Mom is here. She gets to see Milo a few times a week & it makes me so happy that Milo has two Grandmas that love & adore him the way that My Grandmothers did with me (& all of their grandchildren) I had an unexplanable relationship with My Grandma Mariam (in the best way possible, her & I were meant to be in each others lives) & am so happy that Milo will get to have some serious Grandma love as he grows up. Grandmas were a big part of my happiness in my younger years & I have so many fond Memories of those times.
I’m 8-10 pounds heavier than I was before I was pregnant & feel prettier & more confident than I have ever.
Over all , the above things combined make this girl over the moon, heart bursting, rainbow farting HAPPY!
It feels really good!
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