Do you remember the moment you fell in love with your child? That absolutely sweet moment when you were holding them in your arms, staring at their little face and fell madly, deeply in love?
I am not talking about the moment that you first loved them. If you are anything like me, you have loved them since the stick turned pink or you felt that first kick. I am not even talking about the moment of their birth because you knew you loved them then too.
I am talking about the moment you fell in love. Head over heals in mommy love with your little one. Maybe it was after the newborn exhaustion wore off or the days of colic were finally over. Maybe it was the first time that they made real eye contact with you and gave you a little smile. It could have been the moment when no one else could settle them down and you picked them up and they melted contently in your arms. Maybe it was was when the fog of postpartum depression had finally lifted.
Last night at 4:43am, under the glow of a cheap little night light, with my little guy snuggled up against my chest,I rubbed my cheek against his and fell…
madly and deeply in love with him.
It was the moment that I knew my heart had grown another size and that I was fiercely in love with him.
Like one of my friends used to say…
I love him “all the numbers” because that is way more than infinity.
Do you remember the your moment?
I don’t remember the exact moment. But I do know it was several months after her birth. Up until about she was 7 months old, our lives were a whirl wind and we were just struggling to get by. Physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. But I do remember that feeling of deep deep love that I just wanted to cry. I couldn’t imagine loving any harder. And I couldn’t imagine what I would do without that love.
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I can imagine in your situation that it was something that came on suddenly. Praise the Lord for his protection over Baby C.
With my first child, I did not get to see him until the 2nd day. When they brought his bassinet to the room, I peered over the edge and thought, “What am I supposed to do now,” and fell head over hee ls.
My 2nd child was the only one I got to hold right after he was born. The moment he rested fully in my arms, it was ‘all over’.
My daughter (and 3rd child) came early. I remember early in that pregnancy, going straight to the ER from my night-shift job because I was bleeding. The ER doc refused to believe I was pregnant because my OB/GYN had only done a urine test. Although my heart already knew the answer, when he let me know I actually was preggers (yeah, I know) … my heart shouted for joy. And when I finally found out she was going to be a girl, I went straight to the store and bought something pink! :O)
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Isn’t it amazing how each child is different? Thanks for sharing.
Aw this post is beautiful and something that every mother can relate to. I will never forget the love that I instantly had from seeing my daughter for the first time. It was incredible. I am due with baby #2 shortly and I cannot wait to fall in love with him as well <3
I loved my babies right from the start and bonded to them just fine. BUT I do remember with all 3 of my babies that starting around 5 months I was just amazed by them. I could not believe how perfect this little person was, I was just completely could not get enough in love:)
Isn’t it amazing how something changes at certain points? I love those Aha moments.
My husband fell in love with her first.
He was holding her during worship at church. Dancing with her. I was looking at the screen for the words to the song then I looked over at him and he was crying. It took a month and it finally hit him.
I broke down at church the next week.
this is a beautiful post