My apologies to all those squeamish! I did try to choose a less blood and lardy photo to put up. This would have to be the most joyous moment in my life! Little M was born on a rainy Wednesday. I remember that it was raining because it was the first of the rain that filled the dams (08). We had been waiting for both M and the rain for what seemed such a long time. I had a large window in the ward, and would sit and watch the rain fall, while holding my little slimy one! The pregnancy had been a tough one, bad acid reflux, itchiness and the possibility of him being still born meant that I hadn't slept much in a long time (still haven't actually), the stress of whether we should induce, all came to an end, when he chose to come out early! The joy of holding a healthy little boy was indescribable!
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Awwww, yes, the first gaze in to a new bubba's face is a moment of utter joy. And thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment, it was rather a short skirt wasn't it ? *blush*.
Doesn't get much more joyous than that!
What a lovely picture. These photos didn't happen when I had my babies and I would have dearly loved to have them. Such precious memories.:)
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that's incredibly sweet! a lovely lovely photo, what a great moment to capture!
I can't think of anyone who could be a more wonderful Mum than you- (except my own maybe) and that little boy of yours shows it! Love ya.
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