Motherhood, A Love Letter

I guess I'm just in awe.

Something surprising happened halfway into my first year of being a mother: I started to hear song lyrics clearly. Songs that I’d heard over and over again, whose lyrics I was always getting wrong, I can now understand. I think of those nature shows on National Geographic, the tight shot of the bunny, her pupils dilating, ears perking and I see me as mother - my senses sparked, heightened. They say motherhood is expansive - I could feel it, in my chest I could feel myself stretching, but I didn’t know how to measure the change. Now, I have a way to measure it. I can understand song lyrics.  

Is there anything better than baby feet?

Love songs, classic songs, songs I’ve been listening to since I was in high school have taken on entirely new meanings. I was hearing them of course, but I wasn’t listening. I didn’t even realize I wasn’t listening. It’s laughable, really. I thought the lyrics were just jumbled or camouflaged by the singer’s lack of diction. Now, I can hear the heartbreak, th…