Motherhood has changed me in countless ways, but one that surprised me is my deeper understanding of my relationship with my own mother. I look at Tye and love her so intensely that I would give the world for her. It's the strongest, deepest love I've ever felt. To think that my own mother loves me with that same love is truly special, and a sentiment I couldn't understand prior to experiencing it myself. Understanding my relationship with my mom required becoming a mom. I wonder sometimes if when Tye and I have disagreements in the future, if I'll be tempted to use the line, "Just wait until you have kids. Then you'll understand." I don't remember if my mom ever used that on me, but I'm sure she considered it.
Sometimes I also think back to Tye's prenatal development and remember that prior to birth, her body's ovaries already hold all the eggs she will ever release during menstruation. My future grandchildren's eggs were once in my body. In the same way, the egg that became Tye was in my mom's body before I was born. A tiny part of my mom became the egg inside of me that, many years later, developed into Tye. What an amazing, intimate connection.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. Thank you for making such a beautiful egg inside of me.