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| The little man got a badly bruised head as he came out of me, poor hunny |
He danced in my belly.
He finally wanted to meet his mumma.
I rubbed his head.
I was ready to put effort into my pushes.
I was ready to put effort into my pushes.
He was the most beautiful baby that I had ever seen.
An overwhelming feeling of love came over me.
Did I deserve this beautiful boy?
He was mine.
This was meant to be.
Life would never be the same again.
The child who rips up the newspaper to make aeroplanes before you have read it.
The child who wants to play the xylophone at midnight.
The child who knocks over the huge display of Cadbury Creme Eggs
at the supermarket.
That child is meant to be here.
Be patient.
Take deep breaths.
Connect.
Communicate.
Allow space for making mistakes.
Recognize needs, yours and theirs.
Explore your hearts.
That child is meant to be here.
Be patient.
Take deep breaths.
Connect.
Communicate.
Allow space for making mistakes.
Recognize needs, yours and theirs.
Explore your hearts.
Parenthood is not about biology, it’s not about love at
first sight.
Parenthood is about responsibility and commitment.
Unconditional love.
Linking up with Latte Junkie
Michelle x












