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rivkaSomeone seems to have accidentally erased my half-written birth story, so y'all are going to have to wait a while longer to hear all the gory (yes, literally) details.
But I did want to say this: I knew that I would love my baby right away, but I didn't have any idea that I would also feel loved by her right away. I thought that we would mostly have a one-way relationship for a while, in which I met her needs and waited for emotional rewards in the future.
No. She loves me with her whole tiny body. When she whimpers and I pick her up, she gets this blissful "Ohhh, Mom!" expression on her face and relaxes in boneless happy sleep. In bed at night, she hauls herself over to my side of the cosleeper so that she can dangle one hand out and touch me. She knows me. She trusts me.
I just never knew it would be that way this early.
We took a nap together this afternoon in the rocking chair, sweet tiny girl curled up in the fetal position on my chest, both of us relaxed and content. She's sleeping in my lap right now, smacking her lips and opening her mouth as if she's dreaming of nursing.
Oh God, I love my baby.
But I did want to say this: I knew that I would love my baby right away, but I didn't have any idea that I would also feel loved by her right away. I thought that we would mostly have a one-way relationship for a while, in which I met her needs and waited for emotional rewards in the future.
No. She loves me with her whole tiny body. When she whimpers and I pick her up, she gets this blissful "Ohhh, Mom!" expression on her face and relaxes in boneless happy sleep. In bed at night, she hauls herself over to my side of the cosleeper so that she can dangle one hand out and touch me. She knows me. She trusts me.
I just never knew it would be that way this early.
We took a nap together this afternoon in the rocking chair, sweet tiny girl curled up in the fetal position on my chest, both of us relaxed and content. She's sleeping in my lap right now, smacking her lips and opening her mouth as if she's dreaming of nursing.
Oh God, I love my baby.
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They absorb their environment
Date: 2005-04-17 01:03 am (UTC)What amazed me even more when ours were little was that they recognized and were comforted by my voice. Make sure Michael gets his time, and not just so you get a bit of a break now and then.
Glad to hear Alex is getting hungrier and that it's working for both of you. I don't feel a need for gory birth details -- I'm reading between the lines and hearing that it went well and you are mostly happy with the experience and the results.