My Momma

I just wanna take a minute and brag about how awesome my momma is.

My momma lives in Oregon while I'm here in California.  And while she hasn't been able to take care of me the way she's wanted to during this pregnancy, she has been a total rock!

At Thanksgiving, she and my family came down to CA.  She was there taking care of me while I was so sick during the holiday, getting me whatever I needed, making sure I got some sleep, etc.  

A couple weeks later, I flew home to Oregon, partially for Christmas and partially so my momma could take care of me for a couple of weeks.  She was up with me late at night holding my hair and rubbing my back while I threw up, she kept Vitamin Water stocked for me (as that was the only thing that was staying down at the time), played Phase 10 with me, played with my hair, made sure I slept, talked me through my fears and worries, etc.  It was hard to come back to California - even though I had missed D, it was so nice having my momma take care of me!

My mom has made time for me nearly every day to talk on the phone.  She has listened to me talk through every concern, frustration, joy and pain.  She has been able to understand in a way that no one else can.  All of the feelings and thoughts that I have felt guilty for thinking and feeling I have been able to express to her without judgement.  She has talked me down from emotional extremes, given me sound advice, and been ready to go to bat for me with doctors if needed.  She has also been so excited with me when good things have happened - like the first time I felt J move.  Good day or bad day, I have gotten so much comfort from talking to my momma.

In March, my momma took a week out of her life to drive down with two of my siblings to help me get ready for J and do all the things that I couldn't do.  She was the force behind getting everything in my apartment clean and organized.  Before she came, I was feeling so stressed about not having things ready and in order.  She took all my stresses and completely calmed them.  She worked so hard to get my home ready for J.  And all with a smile on her face!

This last weekend, my momma came down again.  This was a quick trip, mostly for my baby shower.  But having her here after having been in the hospital a few days before was so comforting!  She played with my hair and snuggled me and kept reassuring me that I could make it to the end of this pregnancy.  She and I put J's room together - with everything in its place - and had fun cooing over the adorable little things that would soon be J's (all the cute little outfits, the toys, the bathtub, etc.).

My momma has 5 kids.  It's not like I'm the only child that she worries about.  But when I talk to her and when I'm with her, I feel like the most important and loved daughter in the world.  I am so grateful she's my momma (and so grateful that she will be J's gramma)!