Little Alice. Just hours old. March 2012.
I remember waking up last year on Mother's Day feeling so sad. After more than a year of trying, I still wasn't a mother. And, to add insult to injury, my monthly visitor was three days late and decided to show up so appropriately on the day dedicated to mothers. Oh, the irony!
But here I am, a year later, looking down at my perfect little girl as she sleeps in my arms. Almost eight weeks in, it is still hard to believe that I am finally a mother. You were worth the wait, Sweetheart. You really were.
I am feeling a bit meh today. Just tired. And it's rainy again. A few of my friends from Mommy Class are meeting up for lunch. I really should just buck up and meet them. And I should go for a run. Yep. That's the plan.
Ready. Set. GO!