I had three thoughts when I finally saw her face for the first time.
1. She's gorgeous
2. My poor baby looks absolutely terrified
3. She has pony tails. She's four months and she has enough hair for pony tails? I'm in trouble
This was the picture that made me realize that there was such a thing as love at first site. I know that everyone has different emotions when they see their child for the first time but there was nothing mixed about what I felt. The second I saw her I was her mother. There was not a question in my mind that this was my child and that I loved her with everything I had. Call me sappy, call me sentimental, naive, crazy, but that's what I felt. I also felt a tremendous responsibility to her birth family. There isn't a day that goes by that they are not in my thoughts. I can't really remember my life before her and they have to live theirs without her. I think about that in every decision I make for her. I owe it to them that I get to raise this incredible girl and I don't take that for granted. Since I never know if they get all the updates I send, I send a little prayer out every so often to them that she's safe and loved and healthy and that we love them and pray for them. I hope they get those too.
I will never know why I was lucky enough to become the mother of this little girl but every night I thank my lucky stars. On this night, I thank them a little bit more.
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