Sunday, May 11, 2014

To a special mother

Dear Charlie,                                                                                                            May 10, 2014

                Hello, Little One.  I want to tell you a story—it is a very special story—it is special because it is about your Mommy…

                I am so honored that your mother invited me to be with her during your birth.  I remember -walking into the delivery room and your Mommy was smiling from ear to ear.  She was smiling that distinctive “I-am-about-to-be-a-mom” smile.  Her eyes were dancing with joy and excitement!  And it was, Charlie, it was a happy time because you were on your way to her arms.

                Then, when the labor pains became too strong for smiles; your Mama relaxed, and steadied her breathing- while your Daddy steadied your Mama.  Her hand sought his when she needed support.  He whispered sweet nothings into her ear from time to time to soothe and encourage her.  And when your Mommy needed someone to lean on, as her legs failed her, your Daddy was always close by.  He could never leave the side of the woman he loves.  Charlie, theirs is a deep love; a forever love.  And the beautiful thing about love is, it grows.

                Your Mommy was patient; she labored and waited, and waited and labored.  And then Charlie, it was time for pushing, and oh did your Mama push!  She pushed with all she had, despite her exhaustion.   She was so tired, Charlie, so tired-- twelve long hours she endured-- what a strong woman she is!  And it was all for you.  They say a mother would do anything for her child, well, this is what your mother did for you.  She pressed on, never complaining, the thought of you never far from her mind.  Your mother loves you Charlie.  Remember what I said about love?  It grows.  She will continue to love you for all time.

                When they placed you on your Mommy’s chest, she beamed!  There is nothing as beautiful as the face of a new mother.  Eyes with bags under them, flush from pushing and ratted hair from the oxygen mask, only add to the beauty of her triumphant smile.  The hard work of labor, quickly forgotten because you, Charlie, were worth all of it.  I am sure she would have done it all again if it were required.

                Your mother is one of a kind, Charlie.  You are blessed to have been sent to one so exceptional.

Lots of love to both of you,

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