My Piper is 14
I have been an official mom for 14 years, really 15 if you count the long pregnancy. Piper stayed in as long as she could before the doctors threatened to kick her out. She came out screaming and took one look at me and smiled. I swear she did. I have photographic evidence. She was so fucking relived after the scalp probes for blood oxygen levels and forceps delivery and interventions. She stayed in 10 days extra to get good and ready to breathe air and eat food through her mouth. She was perfect and delighted us with her cries, her smiles, her tiny fingers and her perfect lips. I've never been more stunned by love in my life. Of course, that is, until Liam came along. I heard once that when you have second or multiple child your heart just grows. Amazingly, it does.
I'm so in love with my children. Piper started the whole thing, and she has bravely been the most amazing teacher. I can't imagine what kind of a person I'd be without having been a mother. I was 25 when Piper was born, barely done growing up myself. I have grown up as I watched her grow up.
So, this moment is dedicated to all the mothers and firstborns out there. Happy Birthday.
I'm so in love with my children. Piper started the whole thing, and she has bravely been the most amazing teacher. I can't imagine what kind of a person I'd be without having been a mother. I was 25 when Piper was born, barely done growing up myself. I have grown up as I watched her grow up.
So, this moment is dedicated to all the mothers and firstborns out there. Happy Birthday.