My mom is marvelous.

I just want to say I love my mom, and my dad too for that matter but this is about my mom. I'm so beyond blessed to have such an amazing mom. She's always here for me. Seriously, through everything; snotty noses, bullying, death defying illnesses/accidents, night mares, getting my period, boyfriends, stupid questions, homework, bad moods, life decisions, getting married, tears and now my pregnancy. 

I have to say I've always loved my parents dearly and I feel like the way I was raised allowed me to form a super special bond with my parents, that even my siblings miss out on. Like I said, I'm lucky. But as my belly grows, my mind explodes with thoughts and wonder with the fact that I will be a mom and soon. How in the world will I be anything near what my mom is to me?! How is that even possible? I can't wrap my brain around it at this point but I can say I'm very thankful and hopeful that I can find my own way to be as marvelous as she has been to me.

I am forever indebted and in awe of her unconditional love. I love you mom! Thanks for loving me and supporting me for almost 30 years. I can't wait to see how much you enjoy being a grandma to my little one and finding my own little spot in the world as a mom. :)