I remember before I ever met my husband, I could already feel the love I had for him. I knew that I would love him tremendously and I am sure a lot of you girls know what I mean. What I never realized or even thought much about was the love I would have for my children. This is that story:
After 42 weeks of pregnancy and 48 hours of labor, anyone would be able to tell that I was more then ready to hold my baby in my arms and see what he/she looked like. This was our first child and we were set on it being a boy. When AaliYah (a girl!) was finally birthed, she had to have help breathing. The midwife suctioned her lungs and was listening to them for a while. She also had an oxygen mask placed over her face. Since I was laying on my back in our bedroom (homebirth!), I didn’t have the greatest view to see what she looked like. I would say it was probably ten or fifteen minutes before the midwife finally laid her on my chest. She was whimpering and trying to move her head around. For the slightest second she lifted her head and then it happened…. I caught a glimpse of her face! Oh boy, was she beautiful! This overwhelming love swept over my whole body! It was so powerful, I just cried with happiness. I knew then the love of being a mother that nothing could separate me from my child. This was my favorite moment. I loved my baby even in my womb, but this was so much different. I was holding her; I could see her perfect body, her beautiful face. I knew this was MY baby! I remember it dawned on me later that day, “My mother loves me THIS much”. It was astounding! I never realized how much my mother loved me until I saw how much I loved my own child. My husband and I have been blessed with another beautiful girl named Yah’El and nothing quite describes those first looks of love! Being a mother is so rewarding and my girls love and cherish me everyday. I pray Yahuah blesses us with many more “first looks”!