Falling In Love

monI forgot how much meeting your newborn baby is like falling in love.

But it is.

When his eyes turn toward mine my heart skips a beat.

I miss him when he’s right here with me.

I can’t stop looking at him and marveling at how beautiful he is.

He sleeps right next to me every night.

He’s my third baby, but none of the specialness that having a baby brings to your life has worn off because he is my last.

He is my baby now, and he’ll always be my baby.

He’s so mellow and — I’m knocking on wood as I type this — hardly ever cries. I’m up once at 3 in the morning to feed him and that’s it. I can’t believe how good this kid is.

I don’t mean to sound like a braggart, more like I want to reassure you that all the complaining you hear moms do about lack of sleep and never being able to shower and all that madness that ensues once your baby is born isn’t necessarily the way it always goes.

Because this is going really well. Charlie has slipped into our lives like the glass slipper on Cinderella’s foot.

A perfect fit.

Image: Monica Bielanko

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