The First Time

14 Mar

She was sweaty or wet from pee.

She was squirmy – constantly in motion.

She was so very alert.

She was engaging.

She was beautiful.

She was real.



That is what I remember most about meeting my daughter for the first time. After months of praying & longing, after weeks of clinging to a picture, I held my daughter. She was no longer just a hope & a dream, she was real.




2 Responses to “The First Time”

  1. Christina March 15, 2011 at 10:17 am #

    I totally remember that feeling, that thought. They really do start to feel like someone we’ve imagined, dreamed up because we want them in our arms so badly. But she was real! And adorable! Congrats and happy family anniversary day to you.

  2. Coley - Giving it our all March 17, 2011 at 9:01 pm #


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