So last night I couldn't sleep. It sucked. I tried closing my eyes, but they'd just pop open. So I tossed and turned, but sleep just didn't come.

But, there was this moment during the wee dark hours of the night that I will never forget. I saw my daughters sleeping soundly and I just couldn't believe that they were mine. I'm a mother. I made human beings. I don't feel like a mother. Inside, I still feel like I'm nine years old, ready to play in the dirt with my brothers; excited to ride my bike around the block without any hands (a light blue Huffy Sky Queen girlie bike with a banana seat and curved handle bars); itching to run as fast as I can and feel the wind in my braids. It was a very weird feeling.

And then I had to touch them to make sure they were really there. And they were! Isn't that strange? Anyone else had this feeling?

I still can't believe I'm a mother.