Being a Parent

After a short 11 months of parenting, I feel like I have already learned so much.

I have learned unconditional love. Never before have I been so level minded when someone is screaming, on the top of their lungs, right into my face.

I have learned how to live without looking forward to the next time you get to sleep in. With a baby, and with children in general I'm assuming, sleeping in is just not what us moms get to do. At the beginning I used to long for a good sleep in, read a book, morning. I don't let myself think that way anymore. It's funny though, even if part of me wants to stay in bed just a little bit longer, Brody's happy, excited face as sees me coming to get him from his bed makes waking up not so bad.

I have learned how to care for someone. On April 12, 2012, I was blessed with sweet, innocent Brody. I was given the responsibility to care for his every need. This totally freaked me out at first. But after 11 months, I can honestly say I love it now. It is a wonderful feeling to know that someone completely trusts and depends on you. It is a huge responsibility, but I wouldn't change it for the world.

Right now I am working in the Nursery in my ward. It is the perfect calling because I get to bring Brody with me and he gets to socialize with all of the kids. Brody is still unsure about them all and the whole situation. Although, I have to admit I love when Brody gets a little unsettled and I can look down and see Brody looking up at me with his worried little blue eyes. His tiny hands grasp my dress as he pulls himself up and closer so that I can bend down pick him up. Once he is in my arms, he feels safe. I have never felt such a satisfying feeling before. To be the person someone looks for when they feel they are in danger. It is overwhelmingly crazy to think that I am that person to Brody.