Tonight I am thankful that Kelly gets to hold one her baby girls.It sounds so simple. Holding your child. And it is so simple, unless you have a premature baby. Unless your baby is taken from you the minute they are delivered. Unless your baby must be swept away to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. Unless your baby is too small or too sick. Unless your baby can't maintain their own body temperature or needs numerous machines and cords and wires to simply breathe. And in those cases, it's not simple. Nothing is simple. And you quickly learn to treasure everything. Every single second and ever single milestone. Even the simple things. Because it's those simple things that many moms don't get to experience right away.
The day I was discharged, three days after Morgan Kate's birth, I was able to hold her for the very first time. I didn't look nearly as beautiful as Kelly, but it was a beautiful moment just the same. It made my heart feel whole again. It made tears come to my eyes. It made my arms stop aching. It made me feel like a mom.
I was thankful for that moment then. And I am especially thankful that Kelly has experienced that moment now.