My First Love

Summary

The author reflects on the transformative experience of motherhood, recognizing it as her true first love, which has shaped her life and brought her joy as a grandmother.

Abstract

The author, who came of age in the 1960s, recounts her journey to understanding the depth of love through motherhood. Despite the risks associated with a rare condition, she chose to become pregnant and experienced an overwhelming surge of love upon seeing her newborn daughter. This love has endured and grown richer over the years, with the author asserting that being a grandmother is the only experience that surpasses the joy of being a mother. She often writes about her daughter and grandchildren, including a piece on gardening with children, and participates in writing challenges that allow her to express her enduring affection for her family.

Opinions

The author believes that the love she felt for her child at birth was a profound and defining moment in her life, overshadowing any previous romantic experiences.
She values the decision to become a parent, despite the potential dangers, and considers it the best choice she made.
The author suggests that the bond between a parent and child, and subsequently between a grandparent and grandchild, is a unique and deeply fulfilling form of love.
She enjoys sharing her experiences of family life and the activities she partakes in with her grandchildren, indicating a strong desire to nurture and educate the younger generations.
Participation in writing challenges related to the theme of first love and family signifies the author's ongoing reflection on and appreciation for these relationships.

Things have never been the same

I hit dating age in the 1960s and thought I was in love many times, but the day I became a mother, I knew what love really was.

The moment I looked into my newborn daughter’s eyes, I felt as though I had fallen into a deep pool. I was overwhelmed with love for my child, and my life changed forever. I had been diagnosed with a rare but potentially fatal condition and told that having a baby was risky for us both. I decided to get pregnant anyway, and now that nearly 40 years have passed, I know it was the best decision I ever made.

Not everyone wants to be a parent, but I did, and it turns out the only thing better than being a mom has been being a grandmother.

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I’ve written about my daughter and my grandkids a lot. Here is an example (along with a picture of my little one when we were both young).

This writing is in response to a writing challenge by Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她)

#WRITINGPROMPT: YOUR FIRST LOVE — HOW DO YOU SEE IT NOW THAT TIME HAS PASSED?

My First Love

Things have never been the same

Gardening With Children

Organic gardening basics

First Love

a poem and a writing challenge!