Random Goodness

The Pioneer Woman's post today was so sweet and tender that it made me yearn for that moment again. Oh, how I love the time in the hospital with a brand new baby. The peacefulness of holding your little baby...brushing their cheek with your finger so softly as they nurse and are comforted by the touch and warmth of your body, their Momma.

I could have so many more babies because of those precious moments after I give birth. It's so easy in the hospital. Life doesn't get in the way. It's just you and your little one. The miracle of life that you grew in your body. It is, by far, heaven on earth. And, if you haven't had a baby yet, boy, are you in for a treat. Please invite me to relish in your good fortune.

I remember my heart swelling 10x's when they brought Kale into our room back from the nursery, as it was filled with our family. I was so ready to present him to our loved ones, that I literally floated out of my hospital bed with pride and joy.

And, with Mack, I was an anxious lioness pacing back and forth in my hospital room when they'd take my baby from me. I felt with Keith tending to Kale at home in the evenings I had to be more vigilant. The nurses came in to get him the first evening for a bath. I heard him cry (my room was right next to the nursery) and I got up from my bed and headed to the door to listen. Tears streamed down my face and I just wanted him back so badly. So, I sat on the sofa and waited. Finally, the nurse brought him back in and told me that he definitely didn't like that and he sure let them know (I should've known then).

I just wanted my babies close to me. To lay in bed with them, nustled next to me nursing and both of us peacefully drifting off to sleep because that is where we felt safest. I agree with the Pioneer Woman in wanting to re-create that moment...I'd pay for it, too.