Parenthood a Gift

Nine months I carried and waited for you to come into the world so I could hold you in my arms. I knew you were in my womb when my moods changed and certain smells made me nauseated sending me straight to the bathroom vomiting. Flavor for food had also changed craving strange foods and lots of ice. You would stretch, punch, kick, flip, and turn when you were old enough to move, even hiccupped once in awhile, your way of letting me know you were healthy growing in my womb. The day arrived; you decided to make your heartfelt appearance. The contractions started while I sat in the bathtub relaxing. The pain subsided for just a little while; five minutes later I knew I was in true labor. Your dad rushed us into the car and drove straight to the hospital. I was told it wasn't time, but you decided to proof the nurse wrong. Those memories long forgotten, the second I laid eyes on you at that moment all I desired was to stare with awe as you slept. I was intoxicated with your blissful scent, the feel of your soft skin, the wrinkled tiny feet and tiny hands, and charming smile. Eternal sunshine that was mind is still my whole joy in my life. Don't you ever forget you will always be the love of my heart. 10/14/2017