Sunday, June 5, 2011

"Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face." (George Eliot)

Motherhood - a new beginning. I remember not being able to wait to meet my child. I read every book ever printed on pregnancy, on babies. Each time...Somehow it made the time go faster until I meet him or her face to face for the very first time. It was truly an exciting time.  Talking to, reading to, singing to my baby. Bonding.

Pregnancy is a wonderful miracle, producing someone new, half you and half daddy. Although mine always looked more like him, my body did do most of the work, right?

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