Yesterday I was sitting at my best friend’s house. She was playing with her 8 month old son and I asked her; “Do you ever miss our old lives?” She looked at me, with true love in her eyes, and said very simply and without hesitation, “No, I don’t at all. Sure, there are days I’d love to go out and have a bunch of beers and not worry about a baby, but those days would never be worth it.” This made me feel good…and hopeful. I’m 11 weeks pregnant with my first and my fiance and I heard our little ones heartbeat today. It’s hard to imagine giving up my life as I know it. Trading in my beer bottle for a baby bottle, and giving up the freedom that my fiance and I have enjoyed to do whatever it is we want…but to hear my best friend, who was my partner in crime, tell me that she doesn’t miss our lives as they were, it shows me there is more to this being a mom thing than I realized – it’s bigger than me, bigger than her…bigger than anything i could ever want to do. And I hope I am ready for that!