And when I really sat and thought about having a separate living entity inside me I would get queasy. I was not one of those glowing pregnant women. I was one of those 'get this damn thing out of me" women.
But now that they're out I cant imagine life without them. Sure, they cost me an arm and a leg, they give me more stress than I care to deal with, they whine, they cry, they fight and they make messes.
But my life would be empty without them. There is nothing like a little one spontaneously wrapping their arms around you and saying I love you. Or watching them sleep. Or watching them ride a bike for the first time or open presents Christmas morning. There's a million things that make being a parent the best thing in the world. It's awesome.