(Everett 5 days old)
Dear Evi, when you entered the world, I wasn't prepared for what was about to unfold. I had spent weeks preparing for you, hand sewing clothes, collecting nursery items and even making your toys. But the day I looked upon your sweet face, holding your warm soul pressed up against my chest; I knew you were my gift and all the preparation in the world couldn't prepare me for this. Your cry was solid, yet rang sweet to my ears as I gazed upon every dimple I could count on one hand. Time may outlive me, but my love for you is forever. How could I love someone who I had only just met? And yet here you were, the very pinnacle of what it means to be a Mother, the unconditional love of a baby's Mother.
Motherhood is amazing! I often see my characteristics in my Son and it always (for some reason or another) catches me by surprise. With all the joys Motherhood brings me, it also opens my eyes to how grateful it is to have such a privilege. My son, is mine. Not the next door neighbors, not the other Mother's at the grocery store, but mine. A life entrusted to me to protect, love, support, encourage and uplift on a daily basis. Nothing could prepare for it.
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