Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Welcome Little Baby

We had written out all the choring instructions just in-case we needed them to give to my brothers so they could come take care of all our animals until we came home.

Waking up in the middle of the night I was glad we had prepared it. LV ran out to our phone shanty to call a driver to come right away. I looked at all the little clothes and blankets I had made over the past few months and was thrilled that I would soon be able to use them.

The thirty miles to the hospital had never seemed as long before. I was relieved to get there and be surrounded by people who knew what was going on and what to do.

A few hours later when they placed a little baby boy into my arms it felt as if my heart could burst with love and joy. It was the first time I had ever felt a love as strong as I felt for the sweet baby I cradled in my arms. He was red and wrinkly and every bit as ugly as my baby brothers used to be. I felt a little guilty for thinking he didn't look absolutely beautiful, but I didn't care how he looked.  He was so sweet, so helpless, and our very own.

LV called our driver to come pick us up in a few hours and then spent the rest of the time sitting next to my bed holding our little son. For someone who used to be terrified of little babies he looked quite comfortable holding his son.

Once our driver came a nurse accompanied us out to the minivan and made sure we had our baby in his carseat correctly and then we were free to go.

I was happy to see Mom waiting for us when we got home. She was so excited to have a grandson that I almost had to laugh. She carried him everywhere while making sure that I went to bed right away and then fixed some of my favorite foods to eat. She stayed until one of LV's cousins arrived. She would be staying with us for the next six weeks while I rested and enjoyed our new baby.

Mom left after telling me that the whole family would be coming on Sunday to see the baby. I looked forward to that and picked up the baby who had started whimpering hungrily. "Hey there little fellow," I crooned. "It's alright ...... and then I stopped. I couldn't say Mary Ann will take care of you, I was his mother. But having to call myself Mom seemed really weird.

I had known we were going to have a baby, had really looked forward to it for a long time, but somehow had failed to realize we would be a Mom and Daddy until that moment.

24 comments:

  1. What a sweet story! I,too, remember the love I felt for my first baby being stronger than any I'd ever known before. Even our hearts celebrate the arrival of such a gift as our babies!

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  2. I just love this sweet story. I felt the same way when my children were born.
    I was recently blessed to witness the birth of my first grandchild, a beautiful baby boy. I must say I had no point of reference for this joy either. It is wonderful and blessed to be a Mawmaw as well as a Mama. :) I am grateful to God for HIs blessings!

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  3. Your stories always evoke some type of emotion from the reader. This one is all smiles. Have a wonderful day!

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  4. how very tender. i remember those feelings also. sweet memories.

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  5. Enjoyed this memory! Nothing like being a momma except a granny of course. lol.

    until next time... nel

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  6. You melt my heart, Mary Ann, with your stories ... but this one brings back such warm, snuggly love from the birth of our first child, a son.

    Cling closely to your heart this beautiful moment to share with his children one day.

    Happy St. Paddy's Day ~
    Have a beautiful week ~
    TTFN ~
    Marydon

    CSN GIVEAWAY ENDS 3/17

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  7. I love coming to your blog to read your stories. Your writing just draws me in and makes me want to get lost in the 'pages'. What beautiful thoughts of being a new mother.

    Blessings,
    Michelle

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  8. So sweet! Nothing compares to the feeling of holding a precious newborn in your arms for the first time.

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  9. And so Sailor came to the world!
    I think that surreal feeling must happen to a lot of people. My sister mentioned it too, when she had her first daughter.

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  10. I remember our son's birth 19 years ago like it was yesterday and daughter's 2 years after that. Only 'funny' thing that happened with daughter's is that I took one look at her and then turned my head to get sick (from the epidural).....not from seeing her!! Both my babies had to be born by C-section as 1st was breach and it wasn't going to work to deliver naturally and 2nd time started naturally but baby went into distress, so finished with the Caesar. Therefore, both babies' heads were perfectly shaped and no 'ugliness' was present as they didn't go through the birth canal. But yours would've soon lost that look.

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  11. Such a wonderful time for you.
    It made me think back to when mine were born. :-)

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  12. Having babies is amazing. I'm glad your mom was there to help out. Mine has always come to help and it is a blessing.

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  13. The feeling of holding your very own baby the first time is something I will never forget. So much love. I can't wait to have another little one!!
    God bless.

    Melissa

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  14. There is no greater love than the love of your child..

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  15. There is no other feeling quite like cradling a sweet new baby in your arms for the first time. Thank you for sharing your memories with us. Blessings to you! ~Tammy

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  16. Another beautiful story so well written. I remember having the same thoughts when I held my first baby, a litle girl. I was the mama. It seemed so foreign and yet so right. Isn't it truly incredible how much love happens when we bond?

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  17. I love at my 13 year-old and I am still amazed that I am her Mom. It is really such a great Feeling. Blessings, Joanne

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  18. I meant "Look" but now that I think of it "Love" sounds so much nicer there in the sentence!

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  19. This really is a joyful thought. I echo Joanne's sentiments. My husband, too, had never been comfortable holding a baby, but was a natural with our Gem, now almost 15 years ago. How is it possible that it has been that long? Each moment is still so fresh to me.

    I love the way you enjoy your young family.

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  20. Sweet Sweet! What a sweet little boy he still is too.

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  21. What a sweet story! I hope I get to experience this one day!

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  22. Congratulations! Enjoy this precious time - they grow quickly!

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  23. Congratulations!
    There's nothing more beautiful than seeing a newborn with his mommy and daddy.
    Karen

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  24. There really is nothing like becoming a mother. My own mother is the one who directed me to your blog and I can't begin to tell you how thankful I am she did. I have been reading your blog from the beginning but hated to post all the way back to 2009. I love the way you write and am enjoying the new things i am learning as a result of your writing. I find myself going to research things I have read and want to know a little more about. So thank you for writing and sparking my desire to learn some more. And thank you Mom (Kathleen- The Wordsmith) for directing me this way.

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