Recently, I was talking to my daughter about the time she came into my life after she had voiced a few thoughtless and hurtful comments. She’s going to turn 18 soon, so we often have conversations that start with “When I’m 18 I can (fill in the blank).” 

Helloooo… I was just 18 myself – ok… not just, but I remember it very well. I printed invitations for my birthday that read “I am free as a bird” (Lynyrd Skynyrd’s song Free Bird was and is one of my favorites) and I had my first car ready in the driveway and couldn’t wait to just go and see the world. Ah… good times! Good memories!

Then I had no idea that two short years later, I would be married with a family. But let’s not jump the gun!

So when I was processing her comments I came to think of my first wedding anniversary and I was wondering what people do on their first anniversary.

I made a quick list in my head:

  1. Eat more wedding cake
  2. Re-live the day, watch videos and look at pictures
  3. Celebrate and have dinner at the place the reception was
  4. Repeat the honeymoon
  5. Have anniversary sex

Well, then my 2-almost 3-year old son jolted me back into reality by throwing Legos at me, so next stop: Google (of course). Type in the phrase “what to do on your first anniversary” and you can find many more great ideas.

However, my husband and I didn’t do any of those things on our first anniversary. Instead, we were on a plane to pick up my husband’s 2-almost 3-year-old daughter. Hence Happy Plane-aversary became our yearly “inside joke.” 

On ->my<- first anniversary ->I<- became a mother.

I didn’t have mind-blowing sex and a great orgasm. I didn’t take a pregnancy test. I didn’t wait nine months until she finally arrived. I didn’t have any labor pain. I didn’t see her the minute she was born. I didn’t breastfeed her. I didn’t know her the first six months of her life.

But I am her mother.

I am her mother until I will take my last breath.

I am her mother and she is my daughter.

I fell in love with her the minute I saw her. I cannot imagine my life without her. I am proud of her. She drives me crazy. I get mad at her, but I will defend her like a lioness defends her cubs. And I love her from here to the moon and back.

So… I didn’t do any of the wonderful things other people do on their first anniversary. I did something that turned out to be much better and so much more rewarding than eating a piece of old cake.

I chose to become her mother.

Copyright Nina Leicht-Crist.
Copyright Nina Leicht-Crist.

Your life is full of choices.

It is up to you and you alone what to do with your life.

Do more good.

{Happy Plane-aversary – I love you more each year}

“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer” (Romans 12:12)

Nina Leicht-Crist

Nina Leicht-Crist was born and raised in Southern Germany. Midwifery has been a lifelong passion, though after a long agonizing battle with (in)fertility, she quit working in prenatal and maternity care to pursue a career in writing and translating from home, so she could stay at home and raise her miracle babies. In 2017 Nina self-published an autobiography titled "Love, Faith & Infertility - a story of hope and special forces" hoping it would give someone the strength to keep going on their path to parenthood. It is available on Amazon.