Maybe because I'm only 23, or I've only been married (almost) 3 years, or most of my long-time friends don't have kids yet, or I don't have a minivan, but I sometimes feel like it's weird or unexpected that I'm a mom. Not that I don't feel comfortable or capable or love my children or any of that, it's just I've looked forward to this stage of life since I was little, and now I'm actually here in the middle of it and it seems like it came out of NOWHERE. Does that make sense? I love that I've added "Mom" to my identity, and I could talk your ear off about sleeping routines and breastfeeding and birth stories and binks and which brand of diapers I use (right now, Luvs), but I still feel like I'm playing pretend sometimes, since ten years ago this is what I was dreaming about, and ta daa! now I'm here. I don't refer to my children as "my daughter" and "my son" very often at all, for some reason....
Austin, Jessie, Natalie, Stockton, Jack, and Claire (and Mario!)