It wasn’t until I first held her in my arms and I looked into her eyes that I finally understood.
I knew what everyone meant. My life would never be the same. My life would be all about her, and it is.
I was thirty when I had my son Richie. I looked forward to being a mother for a second time.
I couldn’t wait to experience that “first moment” with my son, a feeling I only knew when I met Samantha for the first time. The movie reel brew of “love at first sight” pales in comparison to the first time a mother falls in love with her child the moment they first meet.
My life would never be the same. My life would be all about him, and it is.
I wish all mothers a very happy mother’s day. You are truly valued, needed, appreciated, and honored.