This little girl has changed me. When trying to pinpoint the exact moment it occurred, there are several moments that come to mind. Maybe it was April 20, 2010 when I found out I was pregnant and instantly knew, that my daughter would soon be here (even though there was no confirmation of her sex at that point). Or maybe it was the first time I felt a little flutter of love in my stomach as she moved around, and tickled me. Perhaps it was on August 4, 2010 when I found out I was right, the little love bug in my tummy was the daughter I always dreamed of having. Actually, it wasn't any of those days. It wasn't until she was here in my arms, that I changed. The day that she was born was one that I will always treasure. My heart, sometimes hard and strict and stern, was turned to mush. How had she done this to me in such a short time? My desire to raise a strong daughter, one who wouldn't take any shit from you, was gone. I wanted to keep her sweet, innocent, and pure. When I held her for the first time, I really couldn't believe her beauty, her sweetness. Her soul sang to mine, and our hearts danced. She is a ray of sunshine, a beautiful child of love. I held her against my skin and stared at her the first 24 hours of her life. I never once fell asleep or looked away. As she grows up, I will always cherish that time with her, that first day of her life.
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