2009 Babies Carnival: An Ode to my sweetie

The following post is part of 2009 Baby Carnival hosted by A Very Good Year.  Check out her site for more stories!

An Ode to my sweetie, born in February, 2009

For 9 months I carried you.

You couldn’t be any closer than in my belly. You grew, and I grew.  You kicked and I smiled.  You hiccupped and I laughed.  You were sweet before you were even here.  We loved you before we met you.

With only a couple months left until we met you, we found out you were a little girl.  A sweet, little girl.  An angel.  We instantly called you by name. Even your big brother called you by name.  We talked to you. He talked to you.  Your big brother told you stories about the games he played that day or the books he read.  He loved you before he met you.

Then you were born.  Almost to the day you were supposed to arrive, you rushed out in a hurry to meet everyone.  To put faces to the voices you had been hearing.  You gave me an easy labour, 3 minutes of pushing and about 3 hours from start to finish.  It was the middle of the night and we were a little in shock. 

And then the doctor placed you on my belly. Tears were in my eyes.  But through the blur I could see perfection.  The first words out of my mouth “She looks just like her brother”.  And you did.  And my memory of giving birth 2 years before to him flashed before me.  And now you were on my belly.  Sweet.  And hungry.

We were in awe of your beauty.  Of your calmness.  Of your sweetness.  You were the loudest baby when you slept, grunting and kicking.  But yet, so peaceful.

We brought you home and you were quite comfortable.  Such a content baby.  So happy to be held, talked to, to sleep and eat.  Your brother adjusted well to his new sister.  He loves you very much.  He asks for you to watch him play.  He tells you stories.  He says “it’s okay, I’m coming!” when you cry.  You have a wonderful big brother.

It’s now been over four months and I mourn for the early days when you were so tiny.  But I love the joy that each new day brings.  You can roll.  You can smile.  You can laugh. 

You are so loved.  Every night, you lie beside me, sometimes in your crib, sometimes in my arms, and I am filled with love.  With peace. And comfort.  You bring joy to our already happy family.  You complete us as a unit. 

4 months ago you were born on winter day that was cold and bitter.  You brought warmth to that day, and to our lives. 

We love you sweet baby girl.  You were an angel sent to us.