If I closed my eyes, being a mother was a time I knew I wanted.
Picturing what you would look like always running through my mind,
Rosy cheeks, soft skin, red hair and green/blue eyes;
Long soft curls, tied up with ribbons;
Laugh so contagious that would make people sick with happiness.
Independent wild free spirit that's moving faster than the speed of light.
Feeling those butterflies, that then become kicks in my belly,
Can confirm those thoughts.
Laying on the cold table waiting and anticipating that beautiful cry.
Feeling your wet, soft skin on my chest; is an unreal emotion that is overwhelming.
At that moment you're wrapping your little fingers around mine, everything is laid before me and is making perfect sense.
Before we know you're crawling, walking and becoming the little independent baby girl I knew were.
Then hearing your most beautiful angelic voice, like the most precious ringing in my ears and never want this feeling to end.
And in a blink of an eye you're walking across the stage at High School as I'm holding my breath, knowing the little girl I once knew is becoming a young Lady.
Packing up the one life you had at the one place you called your forever home, as we're stacking and shoving items and clothes into the car.
Hoping that you make the most of everything that college has to offer.
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 5:52 PM UTC
If I closed my eyes, being a mother was a time I knew I wanted.
Picturing what you would look like always running through my mind,
Rosy cheeks, soft skin, red hair and green/blue eyes;
Long soft curls, tied up with ribbons;
Laugh so contagious that would make people sick with happiness.
Independent wild free spirit that's moving faster than the speed of light.
Feeling those butterflies, that then become kicks in my belly,
Can confirm those thoughts.
Laying on the cold table waiting and anticipating that beautiful cry.
Feeling your wet, soft skin on my chest; is an unreal emotion that is overwhelming.
At that moment you're wrapping your little fingers around mine, everything is laid before me and is making perfect sense.
Before we know you're crawling, walking and becoming the little independent baby girl I knew were.
Then hearing your most beautiful angelic voice, like the most precious ringing in my ears and never want this feeling to end.
And in a blink of an eye you're walking across the stage at High School as I'm holding my breath, knowing the little girl I once knew is becoming a young Lady.
Packing up the one life you had at the one place you called your forever home, as we're stacking and shoving items and clothes into the car.
Hoping that you make the most of everything that college has to offer.