Give or take.. in less than a month, I will be a mother. A mother at 22. A single mother at the age of 22.
The thought paralyzes me at times. Knowing that *I* will be the one that will mainly be in charge of ALL of her needs. She's my full responsibility. I've always dreamed of being a mom, for as long as I can remember. Friends tell me all the time I have that natural mothering instinct, I was always the "mom" out of my friends. I looked out for everyone, nursed them when they were sick, was the shoulder for them to cry on, etc.
But it still doesn't prepare me for the reality that she's really coming. She's really MY daughter and she's going to rely on me for everything. I'm nervous and i'm scared... more like terrified, i'll admit it but I already know that no matter what SHE will always be my number one priority. From the moment I saw her on the U/S my total mindset was about her, what will be best for her, what I have to do for her. I've heard that the feeling and love just intensifies when you first lay eyes on them. As anxious and nervous as I am about it all, I'm absolutely excited. I'm excited to FINALLY meet her. To see what she looks like and whose features she'll have. Will she have my haircolor and eyes? What about my nose or his lips?
I love her already to a million pieces... I'm blessed with some amazing friends and family who have supported me through all of this. I can't wait... Here's to the next 25 days (give or take) till Little Miss McKinleigh Renee Bridges' debut <3
