Sweet Child Of MineA Story by puppetmasterLol, you'll understand if you read it.It's really amazing how quick the mind changes through your lifetime. When I was a kid, I always wanted to have my fantasy family. I wanted to get married and have a boy first, then a few years later I would have a girl. But then I decided I didn't want a family at all. I decided I wanted to grow up alone. At least then I couldn't get hurt and I couldn't hurt my family.
A few years after that, I happened to find the one person who truly seemed to be my other half. He helped me through the worst pain I'd ever felt. I'd never met anybody who could make me laugh so effortlessly and instantly steal away my pain. And while he helped me, I tried my hardest to help him the same way. I fell in love, and I fell hard.
Already, my perfect fantasy family had been started.
My family recently got bigger. My life got more interesting, more terrifying, and more beautiful then I thought I deserved.
On June 5th of this year, I had my baby boy, Daniel. It was the most terrifying day of my life. I was born a worry-wart and instantly assumed the worst when I was told that they would have to cut my baby out of me. I could barely breathe as the doctors did their jobs. Fear made my heart beat wildly. I honestly don't remember much of it. I remember Danny's hand stroking my cheek, and then nothing until I first heard my baby cry out.
When they held him in front of my face, I remember crying, and all I could say was, "That's my baby." I remember repeating just that over and over again, and I wanted to hold him so badly.
And I cried the first time I held him, the first time I looked in his eyes, so much like his father's. And I know I'll never love anything more than that little baby, even when he cries, and through all the messy diapers, he'll always be my little baby. © 2011 puppetmasterAuthor's Note
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Added on June 18, 2011 Last Updated on June 21, 2011 AuthorpuppetmasterYaddayadda, ORAboutSo, I'm really loving life right now. =) that's all I gotta say here. more..Writing
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