Possibilities


 

It started with a wish, then a little mini kiss on the baby’s cheek. I look down at the bundle in my arms, the miracle I gave birth to a few moments ago. My spirituality is taking over, in all the tiny minute features I see before me, as I sense the start of teardrops running down my face. Thoughts and prayers overwhelm my mind. The epitome of a  moment of pure peace and serenity.  Oh to only hold this for life!

 As I reflect on wishes I had wanted for myself that I had let slip through my fingers in order for this,  what I was beholding,  I sigh with promise for this little person saying to myself 'well done.'  The possibilities are endless for what this child might see and experience in the future.  I so want this baby's life to play out differently than mine, a vast contrast.  

I promise God I will love this baby unconditionally till the day I die. I thank Him for the miracle before me.  No child of His, that He let me have in my home, in my life, for this brief moment of eternity will ever doubt the depth of love.  No matter what may befall, no matter any future mistakes made, my love will be a constant.  There will always be a bridge to healing when needed. 

My goal will be this baby's goals. My mission will be to support steps towards making dreams turn to reality.  I will rejoice for this little person's successes and grieve for the disappointments.   Band-Aids would always be on hand for boo-boo's of any kind for this child of mine. 

The sacrifices that are ahead of me will be worth it, just like the ones that had led me to this point. I am in this moment - with this living breathing innocent child and right now, I want for nothing. This feeling in my heart I am certain will endure the test of time, patience and the stuff of life.   May it be a perpetual umbrella that  helps shield my child from pain.  Surely having a soft place to land when needed will be an asset in this world.

May the baby feel the love of this day, wherever needed.  The cells in the body have a memory retention.  This child will have the cells' memory of me looking down, now, here,  with open love flowing through tears.   Welcome little one to the world, you are going to make your mark! 

*To all my mom friends 

 

 

 

 

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