One week ago, our lives changed forever.
We were over 18 hours into labor and still an hour and a half away from meeting the love of our lives.
At the height of the experience I swore I’d never put my body (or my mind) through this kind of pain again.
And then I met her.
And everything I ever thought or believed changed – completely.
It’s been a full week and I still can’t find the words to express the overwhelming feelings coursing through my body.
Suffice it to say, my heart bursts every time I lay eyes on her.
It actually hurts. Is that possible?
We have been on the adventure of a lifetime. The highest of highs and the lowest of lows.
But she’s here. And she’s all ours. All day. Everyday.
And I couldn’t stop my love from growing if I tried.
So I embrace it, even though it causes me pain to care so much about another human being.
I’m a mama and he’s a daddy. Our family grew in an instant.
And she made us better – just like that.
Even Lola’s in-love.
Our Bossa Nova Baby has that way about her.
Meeting Nona: one of my two amazing birth companions.
A family affair.
All dressed up and nowhere to go.
Welcome to the world, beautiful girl!