I listen as you take a few short gulps. You pause and then continue again. You place your little hand against my breast. Sometimes you squeeze, sometimes you reach to grab my shirt. I don’t mind though. No one else can share these moments with you. As I write this, you make sweet, little sounds. Oohs, aahs, then a quick snort or two. You drift to sleep and begin to dream.
I always wanted to be a mother. I didn’t know when it would happen or who I would share it with. One day though, God introduced me to your father. I knew then that we would be together and hopefully have children. We left it open to God to bless us at the right time. It was a surprise, but the best one I’ve ever had. Pregnancy was hard, and it was even harder to hear others talk about their wonderful experiences. I felt like I was already failing as a mother. But you were always there to comfort me with your little kicks, punches, and hiccups.
I didn’t know what to expect the day you were born. I had no idea I could fall in love that fast. Or that I could fall in love with your father all over again. You were absolutely perfect. You still are. You are everything I’ve ever wanted, needed, and dreamed of. God chose us for you and we are so blessed to be your parents.
I pray that we protect you and guide you through life. We can’t wait to see what you accomplish. We know you will be amazing at what ever you choose because you already are. Your sweet smiles and giggles bring us so much joy, joy that I never thought I deserved.
I love you Luke Anthony. You are my little buddy and always will be. I am so proud to me your mommy. You are perfect.