“I felt you. You where a pea. Then a lemon. Then an eggplant. I followed advice. I read twelve books. I quit caffeine.
Could you tell I was scared? I talked to you. I sang to you… I wasn’t ready.
But then you where there. Ten toes. Nine pounds. Love. Big fat love.
I held you. I fed you. I realized that I would spend my life doing things to make you happy – and that would make me happy.
And then there are the times I want to give up. You’ve made me rethink my sanity. You’ve made me want to fall at my mothers feet and tell her that I get it. But then you smile and you say my name – and you grab my hand with those little fingers.
We’re growing together. We are seeing the world like it’s new. I will open my heart and love will rain down all over you. You’ll giggle and I’ll do it all over again. And we will walk hand in hand. Until you let go. I made you, but you made me a mother.”