Realization

I know this is a silly post, so here goes. When I was about 6 months pregnant (give or take) Ann and I were at Cabrini for a mass (I'm assuming the Alum tea or something). She then realizes that I'm pregnant...for some reason it just sunk in! She even shed a little tear, we were both cracking up. I always remember that story, it's really sweet. Well fast forward to the present and I'm still in shock that I'm a "mom". Weird, I know. I knew I always wanted to be a mom...and I do remember the pregnancy and HELLO bed rest, but it still amazes me that I'm a MOM! When I think of mom's, I think of terribly ugly holidays sweater vests and minivans. So far I haven't gotten myself into one of those fab vests, and no minivan for me...yet!