I have been a mother for one week now. Kallie has been with us here at home for the past two days.
I always believed in a God, not necessarily the religious God. A Supreme Being. Aside from that, my belief system has always been relatively pragmatic and empirical.
But now, watching an infant grow and function every day gives me a sense of wonder, joy, and peace. I marvel at how intricately designed the human body is. She is dependent on us in the same way that we find ourselves attached to her already.
I have a mild case of baby blues. Not the depression. Just the tearfulness part. A lot of things make me cry. Things I used to hate like Christmas songs now have a different meaning to me. For someone who believes that people make their own luck, I thank Whoever it is that gave me this gift. I do not know what I did to deserve it, but I sure am thankful.
She is beautiful.
I am now a mother. We are a family.
Christmas came early.
