Where do I start....

If I heard it once I heard it a gazillion times while pregnant - 'as soon as you meet her you will feel a love like no other. You'll be willing to step in front of a bus for her. It's amazing...so fulfilling.'

Well it didn't happen quite like that for me. I loved her, without question, yes! But quite honestly, my first thought upon seeing her was "she has light hair?" I then spent the next few days figuring out how to hold her while trying to nurse her while trying to get some sleep while trying to ask as many questions as I could think of while in the captive audience of numerous doctors. I felt more like I'd been HIT by a bus rather than my willingness to stand in FRONT of a bus for her.

Until the 6 week mark. At six weeks, we got a smile and almost immediately I was ready to stand in front of a bus. Take a bullet. The bond just grew and grew...I knew more about what she liked. I could soothe her like no other. And she was so dang cute - I was HONORED to be her mom. I was PROUD to call her my "daughter" and to be asked about my "daughter." It started to feel more REAL and less surreal that I was actually her mom. I actually got to keep her and she was stuck with me :)

Looking back, the weeks have turned into months. I can't believe she's 8 months old this week. And this blog has been burning in my soul for weeks now. I labored over its name. I thought 'too UNoriginal' and what if Willie Nelson comes after me? But truth is..I plan on writing this for me and for Georgia. And the title is PERFECT for where I'm at right now...Georgia is ALWAYS on my mind.

To my sweet Georgia Peach - I love thinking about you. I love talking about you. I love dreaming up things to do with you. I love deciding on things you'll NEVER do, things you MIGHT do, and things I WANT you to do (guilty as charged). I love thinking about your welfare - am I being a good mom, am I providing you enough, am I expanding your horizons enough, am I keeping you on track with your development enough? Am I being MOM enough? I think it's a constant question we'll ask ourselves and I hope .. in the long run...you say 'yes, mom'.

It's funny - being a mom. I've never felt more unsure and confident at the same time. I doubt myself, in this new mother role, a million times over and at the same time I think I'm rocking this being a mom thing. I think the struggle is because...in the long run...I hope you'll agree with the latter.

Georgia - my mom is one of my best friends. I can't thank her enough for WHY I am who I am and WHY I am where I am and WHY I want as much out of life as I do. She's the one I always want in my corner and also on the sidelines when we're just hanging out. I know our relationship wasn't always smooth sailing and I know you and I will go through those times too. I just hope we end up good friends.

I enjoy being a mom. I enjoy being one parent and a partner to Bill in this journey. We have laughed a lot thus far. We smile often. We count our blessings even more. Thank you Georgia for being our unimaginable. We'd step in front of a bus any day.