9 Months Pregnant!

I can't believe it.

So many emotions are pumping through my veins these days. As of yesterday, I am officially 9 months pregnant.  Within the next month (give or take a few weeks), my beautiful miracle of a baby will be here in my arms. I have her clothes all washed and put away in my childhood dresser that she will use, her nursery is freshly painted, and my hospital bag is packed and ready to go (post on that later) for whenever she decides to make her debut. I'm nervous.. But excited. 

This is it. This is the beginning of the rest of my life with my Sawyer. She has already changed my life in so many ways, even being unborn. I'm excited to see where our life together will take us. I've never loved something so much that I've been afraid. I'm afraid to mess up. Now, I know that no parent is perfect, but I want to give her the absolute best me I possibly can. I don't want to look back and kick myself for making stupid, little mistakes that added up. I want to be absolutely everything I can for her. I know I'm going to make mistakes; it's a part of life. But I want her to look back over her younger years and be able to look pass what I did or didn't do and see me simply as the person that loved her more than anyone or anything else in the world.

I am blessed to have the strong relationship I do with my own mother, and I can only pray that Sawyer and myself will be just as close when she is grown. I've seen so many of my friends part ways and often times blame their mothers for where they ended up in life. I don't ever want that to be mine and Sawyer's case. I want to shower my daughter with love, praise and affection. I want to teach her that she is beautiful inside and out. I want her to have a love for humanity, education and the simple things in life. I want her to have respect for her mind, body, and soul, and also for everyone she meets in life. I want her to find her faith and hold it close in her heart.

My mother was never the "perfect" mom. But she was the perfect mom for me by teaching me these same lessons I wish to pass down to my own daughter. That's all I aspire to be for Sawyer: the perfect mother for her.

xoxo,

Tayler