I have fallen in love. As you sleep in my arms, I am mesmerized by your delicate hands, long eyelashes, and soft skin. You are a miracle. How is it that I am blessed to call you my baby? How is it that God formed you and knew you in my womb?
It has been an amazing thing to discover that I absolutely love being your mom. I love kissing your toes and nuzzling your neck and giving you zerberts on your tummy. I love dancing and singing and making funny sounds for you to hear you squeal with glee. I love watching you stare out the window or seeing yourself in the mirror as you discover new things about your world. I love hearing your sweet breath or your baby babble as you try to keep up with conversation. I love how you kick your legs with excitement. I love that you totally trust me and don’t even hold on as I carry you throughout the house. I even love waking up for you before the sun comes up so I can see your sweet face.
I still can’t believe you’re here, yet I also can’t imagine life without you.
In Anne Lamott’s book, Operating Instructions, she writes about some of her first moments with her son. I completely resonated with her observation and couldn’t have said it any better.
“None of us could take our eyes off him. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. He was like moonlight.”