Musings from my mind...

because not all great minds think alike.

I remember the first time that I got to hold my first little baby... She was so perfect! I didn't get to see her right after delivery- there was a problem and they rushed her away. I remember being all alone on the bed, worried about my baby- someone, I do not recall who, finally came back and told me that everything was fine and I'd see my baby soon. When she came out- she was already bundled up with her adorable pink and blue hospital cap. I kissed her little baby nose...

Trin was not a lovable baby. She never wanted to be held or cuddled... this really made me sad, and I tried really hard- but to no avail! She was an independent soul from the get-go. Now that she is older, she'll snuggle on the couch and want to be with me- but as a first time mom, I would have held and carried that girl EVERYWHERE!

The birth of my second child was very dramatic. I didn't get to hold him or even see him right away either- as I was rushed in for an emergency c-section after my labor started causing havoc on the both of us. When I finally woke up and was able to hold my little guy- I saw my husband with our newest little bundle, all wrapped up and wearing a blue little cap. I kissed his little nose too...

Jake was way more loving than his sister. But, he really didn't care where he was or what he was doing. You could hold him, put him in a swing- whatever- he was cool that way. He still is- he's lovey. He asks for hugs and kisses and every so often will come up and say, "lub me mama!" Of course, I do! I am never to busy to lub him! He's a clown, full of love. He loves to snuggle and love- but he's so busy! He rarely has time in his little almost 3 year old schedule to stop and love on mommy... until bedtime!

The birth of my third child was very different. I was alone, my husband was at home with the kids. I went into surgery one fat, grumpy mommy of 2 and came out with my third! This one was a planned c-section- but he came 4 weeks early. Again, I didn't get to hold or see my baby until after he was wrapped up and topped off with another pink and blue hospital cap. Again, first thing I did was kiss that little guy right on his little baby button nose. He gurgled at me!

Why all this? Well, last night I got my very first baby kiss from Sam. He'll be one in 10 days- he's been a monster of a baby for nearly a full year!  Actually, it was a monster of a pregnancy too- so it has been longer than a year! However, no matter how much he's cried. No matter how difficult he's been, getting that very first baby kiss made it all worth it!

All three of my babies are very loving. All three are very different. In all, all three are absolutely perfect- all the stubborn independence, clowning around, and near endless crying and all!

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ivans...
Sep. 25, 2008 at 4:38 PM

Oh, Carmin, you got me all teary eyed now!  Happy almost birthday to Sam! 

Sloppy baby kisses are the best!

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