A gift

Despite everything, I was not really prepared for the crazy that comes with being a new mom. I’ve talked about it before and I’m sure I’ll keep talking about it, but seriously– crazy.

Example: Robin has met his grandmother. He is spending the night in her care. We’ll be ignoring the part of me that says My precious, why has that woman taken my precious.  Instead, consider this: I’m laying here, thinking about how in the morning I’ll be able to hold my baby, hold him because I want to (rather than have to) and oh yes, I want to, and this is as exciting as the most exciting Christmas Eve I’ve ever had.

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