Some of these posts really resonate.
I remember feeling very stressed after i'd had DD, and really overwhelmed by
the thought of being responsible for this little person.... forever.
I'd had a dream homebirth, when she was given to me, i started to feed her
and she had one eye open looking at me as much to sayso this is where i ended up
Her dad was being a cock at the time and i was all over the place (still feel really resentful towards him about that)
One day when she was about 6 weeks old i went into town to do xmas shopping, left her with my mother and milk.
I was much longer than i expected to be, and when i got back, both mother
and DD were crying, she hadn't stopped since i'd left.I picked her up and she
wrapped her fingers in my hair and stopped crying, I thought you really need me don't you?.
Everyone tells you about this explosion of passion your meant to feel for your child instantly, but for me, it was the love i felt from my child that was that amazed me.
Thats just grown, it amazes me how much she loves me, how trusting and forgiving she is.