I remember the day I found out I was expecting you. I was so scared and unsure if I would be a good Mother. Before I knew it, you were breathing your first breath of air and crying out for me.” Hold me Mom, keep me safe.” I took you into my arms and quickly your crying stopped. I looked at you in my arms. You seemed so tiny, so fragile. I was afraid I might break you right in my arms. I thought there is so much to learn about being a Mom. I had only one great example to go by. But I never saw her with anyone as small as you. But still, I remember she held me in her arms when I was sad, scared or sick. So that is what I’ll do. Hold you close in my arms until I know your alright. I realized as each day passed. You don’t need to be a perfect Mom, just a loving one. The rest will come naturally.
My baby, my own.
Turn around and you’re two.
Turn around and you’re four.
Turn around and you’re a young girl.
Going out of the door.
Turn around, turn around and you’re a young wife.
With babes of your own.
Your beautiful from the inside in
And even though your all grown up
You’ll always be
My Special Girl
This post is dedicated to my first born, Jessica.