In the Beginning

In the beginning,

there was love… 

And fear,

and joy,

and an overwhelming sense of responsibility. 

And constant worry. 

 Am I doing this right?  What if... ?

In the beginning,

I had no idea the extreme happiness motherhood could bring. 

Or the tears,

 the serious fears,

the frustrations,

 the rewards.

Now, there is still love,

and fear,

and joy,

and overwhelming responsibility and worry. 

But there is also pride in the way things have happened,

 the lessons learned,

the trials,

the triumphs. 

Most of all,

there is unending love.

This post was written for Sunday Scribblings.

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