In those moments of extreme sleep deprivation, those times when I feel like all I do is feed or change you. In the moments I doubt myself or wonder if I am good enough, I hold on to the fact that I am honoured to be the one to share so many of your firsts.
When I first daydreamed about having children I couldn’t wait to start a family. To cuddle my infant, to be the one to sooth their cries and to kiss any hurts better. I imaged a baby or small child who would need my help. I didn’t think past this point, or that maybe it wasn’t just them that would need me, but I would feel a need to always protect and care for them