When K and I bought our house we walked around for months feeling like we were renting the place. Every once in a while one of us would get one of those "OMG we own this" moments. It was so surreal. It must have taken a good six months to a year to get it through our thick skulls! lol
Tonight we went to my parent's for dinner. I was feeding C, who was of course getting food all over the place, and something to the effect of "Food goes in our mouth, not on the floor" came out of my mouth... then I had one of those moments. 'Holy crap, I'm a mommy!' Really now, who's bright idea was it to let ME have a baby!? I felt the same way when we were driving home from the hospital. I am responsible for this little person. WHAT?! How could that possibly be? I am the one who is going to have to teach her right from wrong. I'd better learn the difference fast! I'm going to have to provide advice about boys, life, education etc etc etc. Who's going to give me that advice? I'm going to have to feed her, clothe her, do her hair, make sure she brushes her teeth and eventually send her off to university or college. Wow, what a revelation to have over dinner! How can I be responsible for a whole human being?!
But tonight when I put her to bed, we hugged Night Night Bear, and she kissed me goodnight, everything felt exactly right. We'll learn together. She'll learn how to be the best daughter she can be, and I'll learn how to be the best mom I can be. And hopefully, if we're lucky, we'll meet somewhere in the middle. Anything after that is just gravy.