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I gave birth to my first and only (thus far) child last year on August 22, 2008. The moment my daughter, Madeline, came out of the womb I the skies didn't open up and I didn't hear a choir of angels when my daughter was presented to me to lay against my chest. Everything was pretty surreal, I felt like I was in a dreamlike REM state where time seemed to stop and there was nothing in the world except Madeline and I, yet I still didn't "feel" like a mom.

During Madeline's second week or so out of the womb I was changing Madeline's diaper roughly around 2am and Madeline had quite the loaded diaper. I waited until I was certain she was finished doing her business and grabbed a new diaper. Mid-diaper change, I realized Madeline was NOT done with her business and that manifested itself in the form of a trail tuzies up my arm. I didn't so much as wince or frown, but laughed to myself a little and realized that was my first, "yup, I'm a mom" moment.

When was your first "yup, I'm a mom" moment, when you really "felt" like a mom?

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I don't know when my first mom moment was, but one day shortly after I had my daughter, I was out to dinner with the hubs. Without thinking about it, I licked my thumb and leaned accross the table to get some schmutz off his cheek. He gave me this horrified look and said, "Did you just LICK me??!?" Yup. I'm a mom.
The first time I felt like I was a mom was when they let us bring our oldest son home. He was in his car seat and we sat him in the seat on the couch. I looked at my husband and said, "Can you believe they just let us bring him home? They didn't even ask us any questions!" I realized right then that I had no idea what I was doing, but it didn't matter, because he was just the best thing ever.
Mine was similar. My daughter, also Madeline, was only a few days/weeks old, and I was leaving the house and realized I had poop on my hand. I wiped it on my jeans. I thought, "Oh yes, times have changed!" In retrospect, that was really gross, but I was sleep deprived and just needed to get out of the house!
My husband and I felt the same way. When we were checking out, we were saying "Are they just going to let us take her? What are we supposed to do now?"

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