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I was rocking DD to sleep night before last while DH was making dinner. Her sweet little face was next to mine and I could feel her breath on my cheek. I just turned my head to look at her and started to cry.
When you dream about the baby that will be, you think you know how you'll feel when you finally hold them. You think you know what love is and how deep it can go.
In reality you're clueless. The knowledge that you WILL love someone so completely is so very different from the reality of doing it. And nothing can prepare you for the depth of that emotion. Becoming a mom makes you Superwoman and the most humble of humble all at once.
You are completely unprepared for the perfect little person that is about to enter your life and make it better than you ever imagined it could be. And then when they do come along you are so afraid, in awe and sleep deprived that sometimes the "wow" factor gets lost for a little while.
Then one night you're rocking them to sleep and looking at that sweet, perfect, trusting little face and it crashes in on you all over again and all you can do is wipe the tears away and gently kiss that chubby little cheek as your baby smile in their sleep just knowing you're there.
There aren't enough words in this language or any other to describe how much I adore Eve. It's not possible. She is the child God made to be mine. She's the child I was waiting for before I even knew I was waiting. Every moment with her is a blessing.