CONGRATULATIONS!
…I remember the moment my first was born…
5 years of infertility, countless appointments, injections, blood work, ultrasounds, tests, 2 rounds of IVF, 9 anxious months….and here we were. There she was. The little person I had dreamed about holding in my arms for the last five years, never knowing if this day would actually ever come.
This tiny, perfect little human, had just given me the most important title I would ever hold. Mom. Our entire world was changed. She wasn’t even 4 hours old and I already could not remember what I had ever done before she was here. She was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. And she was mine.
“…I will love you forever…”
I would stare at her thinking, “I will never forget this moment. I will never forget what you feel like, what you smell like, and how you feel curled up on my chest”.
I would study her face and wanted to remember every single detail of her as a brand new baby. Her little nose, and perfect little lips. Her long, dark lashes that she most definitely did NOT get from me. Her tiny toes and chubby feet fit in the palm of my hand. The way her cry sounded like a baby lamb when she got really mad at a diaper change.
I would tear up every time reality hit, that she won’t be like this for long. I longed to know what she would be like as a toddler, while at the same time longing for days to slow down so I could soak in her newness for just a little longer.
“…as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be…”