Before I was a Mom, I never worried about how late I got into bed, slept all night long, and as late as I wanted.

Before I was a Mom never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put it down.

I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much and make me feel so important. I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom, I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn’t know how special it would feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.

Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much.

Before I was a Mom.