Proof03/28/2011 at 8:38 am | Posted in PPD, pregnancy, Small Fry | 18 Comments
Tags: baby on the way, Motherhood, postpartum depression, pregnancy, toddler
You. My sweet girl.
Sprawled on the floor, playing Lite Brite.
Running, jumping, squealing, digging in the dirt.
Carrying on secret conversations with Dora and Teddy.
Belly laughs, little arms wrapped around my neck, dirt under your fingernails. Wayward stickers dotting your clothes. Pockets full of rocks.
Your dad’s mouth and determination. My brown eyes and easy laugh.
Our first baby.
The embodiment of love. Faith.
Everything I need to know, to believe in, is standing right here in front of me.
I can do this again.
Because you are simply awesome.