We’ve heard the stories time and again, about moms
saying that giving birth is the one experience they will never exchange for
anything. That in seeing their child for the first time, they felt an
overwhelming love for the baby, it was indescribable. I often scoffed at these
statements, thinking that whoever said these were overemotional ninnies who
cried at the drop of a pin.
Before my due date, I admit I was as excited about
seeing my child for the first time, but I did not have the kind of overwhelming
feeling of an impending miracle that other mom’s say they had on the week of
their delivery. What I did while waiting for my daughter to be born was shop,
online anyway. My hubby did not want me walking around that week, lest my water
break in the middle of the store, or something. So I did my last purchases for
the baby’s nursery online.
The day came when my water did break, and yes, I
was at home. I called the hubby at work, we rushed to the hospital, and I still
did not feel the kind of emotions moms said they felt on the day they gave
birth. Was something wrong with me? I was then wheeled into the delivery room,
and a few minutes later, I gave birth to a healthy, baby girl. I thought to myself
as I closed my eyes when they took away my baby, will I ever really appreciate
the miracle of giving birth?
Then they handed me my baby, I looked into her
innocent face as they put her in my arms, and it was then that I felt it. With
tears rolling down my face, I thought, yes motherhood is indeed a miracle.