You lie peacefully cuddled up against my freshly new C-section scar.
A C-section was definitely not part of the plan. I wanted this birth to be different. I wanted to have you without medication or needles. I wanted this last pregnancy to end with a birth I would remember. Oh, will I also remember this one too though!
You, baby girl, arrived via emergency C-section with the cord around your neck. Despite the worry and trauma, you are perfect! A perfectly healthy 7-pound little girl. My last baby.
This was the last time I would feel tiny movements as my belly swelled and gained more stripes.
The last time I would get emotional seeing my newborn for the first time.
The last time I would feel that overwhelming connection with the first little latch as I breastfed during our first skin-to-skin moments.
The last time I would get to go shopping for the tiniest of baby clothes and the softest blankets I could find.
I am sad to have finished this chapter, but baby girl you will have so many firsts.
I am looking forward to your first words, first steps, and first bites of food. All I ask is that we don’t rush these things, baby girl. I know how fast it will fly by, and I vow to slow down and cherish each of your first and my last baby milestones.
We are in this together little one. With many emotions, I will sit here and watch you sleep, taking in every second.