Her Very Own
She stared down at the baby in her arms. He was so small and fragile and she all ready felt as if she knew everything about him. She stared into his cloudy grey eyes and there all inspiration took place, no more worries, no more shame. She had questioned so many things during her pregnancy. The thought of being a single mom terrified her, but at this moment all doubts vanished and she knew that this was right. Everything about him was right and this moment was just so, right. She sighed in contentment and cuddled the small bundle closer. She would devote her life to this beautiful boy. She couldn't see it any other way. Of course she wouldn't smother him too much, she supposed every child needs their space at times; however, that didn't mean she couldn't spoil him and be there for him and make sure he had everything he would ever need, but no need to worry. This moment was too special. There was only plan A and that was all she needed. "I love you," she whispered tenderly tucking the blanket around his bare hand and smiling warmly.