Okay, I like to gush about this subject
My first child was not planned....I was already 4 months along when I found out I was pregnant....almost halfway through, not planning on being a mom.
I hardly felt connected to him while he was inside of me. I wanted the best outcome but I really didn't feel any strong emotional connection.
I worried about how I would mother...I fell into the mainstream ideas that you need lots of "stuff" to help quell the baby...swing, playyard, bouncer seat, bassinette, vibrating this or that.....you name it.
When my son was born, I remember that my first emotions were a bit of shock and surprise...there he was right in front of me, this little stranger.
Then I lowered my lips to his little forehead and I kissed him. I can only describe that first kiss (which I'll always remember) as foreign and familiar at the same time...there I was kissing this little guy/"stranger" for the first time and yet, I felt like I had known him for a long time : )
Then it happened...HARD AND FAST. Over the next days/weeks, I literally fell in love with my baby. I never felt such strong protective/loving/mama bear instincts before. I only wanted to protect him and hold him and love him. The "stuff" that I had thought I would need to help me mother was cast aside. All my baby wanted was my arms, my voice, my breasts...I didn't need anything to help me mother..."mother" was in me all along.
Congratulations on approaching one of the (if not THE) most amazing, privileges ever....being a Mother!