Reflecting on the Day I Became a Mother for the First Time

Reflecting on the Day I Became a Mother for the First Time


Reflection on Motherhood


On this day 36 years ago–October 2, 1981–I became a Mom for the first time. My son, Andrew James, entered the world on that morning at the Lakes Region General Hospital (LRGH) in Laconia, New Hampshire.

In attendance at the birth were my mother, due to her nursing career there at LRGH, along with other medical staff. My Dad waited nearby, anxiously awaiting the arrival of his first grandchild. Noticeably absent was my son’s father–essentially only a “sperm donor” because the marriage only lasted a few months, during which time he denied even being responsible for my pregnancy, even as he engaged in an affair with another woman.


Negatives aside…it was an amazing experience  to see that little one who had taken up residence in my womb for nine months, finally come forth. Our circumstances at the time were less than ideal, since I was a divorced single mother living at home with my parents only about a year and a half after graduating from college with big hopes and dreams. Yet, together, we gave little Andy the loving family and nurturing home environment every child deserves.



Within a couple years, I met and married my second husband, who legally adopted then 2-year-old Andy, and with whom I eventually had three daughters. Our life together was certainly not perfect, but we did our best to raise our family in a loving environment by God’s principles, even though our marriage ended after about 20 years together.

In spite of hardships, Andrew has become a multi-talented, creative individual — creativity seems to run in the family! He picked up some of his Grampy’s artistic talent in painting.  Andrew also engages in creative photography and graphic design; he writes and is a published author; and he has become quite the musician and rap artist as well.

On February 11, 2006, I was blessed to have Andrew accompany me and “present” me to Dave at our small family-and-friends wedding at Dave’s father’s and step-mom’s house (third time’s the charm!)


Fast forward to today, on Andrew’s 36th birthday, and he lives much too far away on the other side of the country from Maine, in New Mexico! In the several years he has lived there, he met and married a beautiful godly woman…



…and as of two months ago, became a parent himself, as the proud daddy of a precious daughter.


I’m reminded of the poem:

“Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
For babies grow up, we’ve learned to our sorrow
So quiet down, cobwebs
Dust, go to sleep
I’m rocking my baby, and babies don’t keep.”
~~ Anonymous

I would encourage all you parents of little ones–even if your circumstances are less than ideal–enjoy your children while you can, because they do indeed grow up much too fast and then they’re involved in lives of their own, sometimes VERY far away.

Love you and miss you, my son!  Happy 36h Birthday!!


So What Are YOUR Thoughts?

How about you – are you a parent?

Do you have young children still at home, or are you also an “empty nester” with all the children grown and out of the house?










12 thoughts on “Reflecting on the Day I Became a Mother for the First Time

  1. I love the poem so very much. My daughter is almost 3 and she is no longer a baby but a “big” girl. i love het so much. Thanks for this insight into your motherhood.

  2. Oh, my. Didn’t expect the tears to roll. I was doing fine until I saw your little guy all grown with a wee one of his own. Thanks for sharing. I don’t have little ones but I do have one son almost out of high school (next year) and another who just moved back in. Basically, he sleeps and eats in between work and friends. 😉
    Precious are those moments, aren’t they?
    Man, I’m gonna look in my memory box tonight. Thanks for sharing K.Lee.
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  3. This is so beautiful 🙂 Your babies are always your babies no matter how old they are. Andrew is very lucky to have such a loving and supportive mother in you, and how beautiful that he now has his very own little treasure to watch over.

  4. I’ve got three little ones and they’re growing so fast. I can’t imagine them living far away from me when they’re older, but I know it could happen. I wish I could freeze time and keep them small forever.

  5. I can imagine. my son is 8 years old and I still remember his baby days. have a daughter now and she is a carbon copy of how he was as a baby. very well written. thanks .

  6. I too remember the joy and wonder of having my first child. I was entered a brand new sphere where love was redefined.. I seems like only yesterday . Now he is a grown man and my love for him is just as fierce. I could hear the love you have for your son in the tone of your writing. Your writing s full of such sincerity.

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