My Love, Brooklyn

I love my little Brooklyn girl so very much. She and I have grown a bond that is unlike one I've found with anyone else. I absolutely cherish and love her with all my heart. As I look down at her now sleeping in my arms, it warms my heart and I feel my love for her grow and grow.

But it is something that I didn't feel immediately after her birth. My labor was easy and her delivery even easier. I had imagined what it would be like to hold my daughter in my arms for the first time and feel that wave of love come over me as I looked at her for the very first time. But it didn't happen the first time they put her in my arms. Or the second. Or even the third. Immediately after she was born the nurse set her in my chest. I remember Eric saying "isn't she the most beautiful thing?" I couldn't help but feel like she was a stranger.

Brody was my best little buddy. Especially after moving to Minnesota without knowing a single soul, he and I grew a strong bond as we explored our new home each day together while Eric was at work. I didn't know how I could feel that way about anyone else. 

Eric didn't sleep at the hospital after Brooklyn was born so he could be home with Brody, which I am so grateful for. It gave Brooklyn and me a chance to get to know one another and begin to develop our relationship. It wasn't long before our special bond developed, and now more than two months in I wonder how I couldn't have loved her from the very first moment we met. I can't imagine how my life felt complete before having her here and I feel so very lucky that I get to be the one she calls mom.