superwoman

I was such a wussy wimp before I became a mom. I didn't realize this until I became pregnant. It takes strength and will power to get through a pregnancy in a healthy way. I think of women who choose to give up cigarettes, alcohol and even drugs to achieve the healthiest pregnancy possible. Knowing that the above mentioned items are in many ways very addictive, it takes a lot of strength and will power to ignore the cravings to benefit the baby. I personally gave up sushi, cold cut sandwiches, caffeine (except for the occasional piece of chocolate) and lawn mowing!

Then there is the birth to get through. If you knew me as a child growing up, I was extremely fearful of needles and medical procedures involving knives. My parents had to ask for sedative so the doctors could remove an embedded shard of nail in my foot when I was four years old. The birth of Ruthie was not something that I imagined at all. It ended up being a c-section due to Ruthie being breech. A woman has to have nerves of steel to get through a c-section without crying during the procedures and that, surprisingly, was me. The fact that I had never been "hospitalized" before in my life and surrendering my body to medical professionals in order for a baby to be born was amazing.

Once the baby is born and in your arms, you know that your life has indeed changed forever because you will do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to defend and protect that precious new little life. This really came to light once I was home alone taking care of Ruth about four weeks after she was born. A little spider was traveling its way across the tiles of the kitchen. I spied it, resolutely walked over, took a piece of wood that happened to be laying on the kitchen table and smacked that spider at least five or six times until I was satisfied it was dead. Now rewind to my life prior to baby and you would find me in the same situation placing a drinking glass over the spider and calling Lawson on the phone to tell him I trapped one for him to kill when he returned home. There is something about having that sweet baby in the house that makes a mother want to protect her no matter the cost. If I had allowed the spider to live and make an escape, who knows, it could find its way to Ruthie and bite her! I'm not having any of that. I'm telling you, I am TRANSFORMED and no longer the same person I was before children. I now have the GUTS to kill spiders without a moment's hesitation!

I have realized that I cannot take all the credit for my transformation from a wussy wimp to a strong woman with will power. God has made me a "superwoman" and has taught me many things since I have become a mom.