I still don't feel that I am a mother, I just feel like I am care taker for Elizabeth. Not that I don't have very strong feelings for her or that I think I'm not doing a good job with her. It's just that the word mother involves so much that I don't deserve to be called a "mother"...yet. I need to learn about patience, about giving and most importantly about giving up.
Many times when I am interacting with Eli I think of my mother and how much she must have loved me and my brother. How hard she worked for us not having a single time for herself and giving up so many things in her life just for the two of us. I think of how many times she worked until very late at night just to start again early the next morning. How many times she must have wanted just to stay in bed until late or just watch TV and do nothing else. How many times she must have wanted something from a window store, a new dress, or simply to replace an already worn out pair of shoes, just to keep going straight because what my brother or I wanted was most important to her.
Eli, thank you for making me a mom. I'll try to be a good one, not the best because only time and you will tell. But I promise you I'll try my best. Love you baby, love you very much.
And these are some pics of Eli opening Rachel's presents that grandma Joyce brought with her a week ago. Godmother Rachel sent beautiful pair of shoes and a nice cloth book.
I have many more pics to post but I'm running behind with my blog. I'll try to catch up this week.
And happy Mother's Day to all the moms that read my blog. God Bless you all!
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