There you are.
My brand new, beautiful baby girl, Kayla Love.
Your swirl of peaches & cream hair all perfectly placed.
You are laying there, knees tucked up to your chest as if you were still inside me.
You inhale this little quivering whimper of air, I hold my breath for a moment, you’re ok.
Tiny fingers clenched into tiny fists, you open one to stretch.
Pink skin, still a little crinkly, I brush as gentle as the beat of a butterflies wings, tracing the perfect lobe of your tiny ear.
I wasn’t gentle enough, you sleepily turn and I freeze still, praying you don’t wake up.
Settling back into your slumber, I exhale a stifled sigh of relief…and thanks.
Oh how I want to pick you up!
How I want to bring you to my chest to feel you breathe and hear your heartbeat and feel your skin touching mine and become one with you only this time outside of me.
You are more than I thought you’d be. You are more than I thought I needed.
You are hope to me.
Your life has given me life, a second chance to make something of myself. Another shot at touching something that doesn’t fall apart.
In the quiet of this moment, I realize what I’ve done.
The weight of such a decision, I thought would be too much to bear.
In the quiet of this moment I become aware, even a screw-up like me can choose life and have it go right!
The beginning of your life has become the new beginning of mine.
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