When I found out I was pregnant, the first feeling I had was terror. Which is not surprising to anyone who knows me even remotely well. And I’m still scared. But the other emotion I felt was excitement over all the big moments to come. First day of school. First dance. So many firsts. What I’ve quickly realized is the small things are pretty damn cool too.
I’m not sure how common it is, but bonding was tricky for me at first. There were complications and breastfeeding was hard and yadda-yadda. But this little person amazes me more every day. She is already so kind and feisty and smart and funny. It is hard to describe the joy I feel when I hear her say a new phrase. The most recent being, “What’s that noise?” It almost, what am I saying, is totally brings a tear to my eye as she reads me The Very Hungry Caterpillar at bedtime. Just the section where it is eating, “one apple, but still hungry…etc.” And don’t even get me started on the nighttime toddler giggles.
I have no idea what’s to come, but for now I’m enjoying all of these little moments. Sometimes I wish I could just store them away and relive them. But I also know there is more magic awaiting tomorrow…and the next day.