Since I was super young, I knew I wanted to be a mom.
But I never wanted to be THAT mom.
You know... the whip-a-boob-out-anywhere-fanatic mom. Or the I-only-serve-homemade-baby-food mom.
Yet, Bimmer almost exclusively gets organic baby food and we have, out of necessity, become a co-sleeping household.
I never wanted to be the Pinterest-is-my-hero mom. Or the Let's-have-cupcake-tags-and-homemade-banners mom.
Yet, I've already bought pieces for her first birthday favors... four months in advance.
I never wanted to be the mom who thought her child could do no wrong and do everything for them.
Yet, she gets carried from room to room with us in the house and if she whines for something, she gets it. (Although this will change with age.)
No, I just want to be an awesome mom. I want to care for Bimmer and nurture her. I want to encourage her to grow and be her own person.
I have decided if I want to "tag" myself as a certain type of mom, I want to be the kind of mom who makes memories.
She won't die if she eats processed food sometimes. She will ultimately sleep in her own bed. She will eventually learn right from wrong and that when we say "No" that's not a cue for her to stop and look at us with her big blue eyes and smile. (Damn that kid for being so cute!)
I want to expose her to lots of things so she can experience the world. I want to take lots of photos for her to remember by. I want to make scrapbooks full of her first coloring from school and her bracelet from the hospital. I want to write birthday cards to her with long, meaningful letters inside, so she can read them as an adult and know how much I love her.
I don't want to compare myself to other moms. I just want to be the best mom I can be. I want to be Bimmer's mom. And I know she wouldn't have it any other way.