I think we women begin to learn about being a mother from birth. We learn from our mothers. We learn from grandmothers and other relatives. We learn from other folks' mothers. However, the one who first REALLY taught me to be a mother was Bridgette, my first-born child.
She taught me to be more patient. She taught me to be more protective. She taught me that I could continue on no matter how tired I got or how much sleep I lost. She taught me to set higher goals and have higher expectations. She taught me to appreciate the little things and notice the ordinary.
She is now a mother herself and is learning every single day as well. She is one of the greatest gifts I ever was blessed to have bestowed upon me and I am thankful for her each and every day.
Happy Birthday, Bridgette!