I call this…cowgirl paint eruption.
Ohhhhhh, my heart! 17 months ago, we were in the hospital watching a show about oceans and eating white castle cheeseburgers as our 1-day-old baby girl slept soundly in our arms. No combination of words can describe how I feel. There aren’t words! Absolutely none. ❤❤❤
I just want to walk in, pick her up and nuzzle my face against her warm skin. I want to hold her and feel her nurse just one more time. I can’t…be crying. Yet when I try to explain this bond, what I feel like I’m losing…absolutely no one understands. It’s been 5 days without it and my emotions are on fire. I don’t want to let this go.