Starting with the picture closest to the text (#6), you see me with Jackson...I think this was our first picture. Erick, apparently, was super sweet and would not let anyone else hold Jackson until I could hold him. I feel bad that it took me so long to wake up, but when I finally did wake up, I was so groggy. I remember opening my eyes in recovery and everything was especially blurry. Oh, I realized my glasses were off. It felt like forever before I could concentrate on anything-- even though the nurses (or doctors or whoever they were) kept asking me questions. Finally, I was released and I remember seeing Erick and other family members as I was wheeled into our room. Erick then came in with Jackson and placed him in my arms. Holding my son for the first time, even as groggy as I was, has to be one of the most special moments I've ever had in my life. I immediately loved him and memorized his sweet little face. After, honestly I don't know how long, family came in and finally had a chance to hold our little Baby.
The other pictures I have here are:
5--My mom, so Grandma Susan holding her first grandson, for the first time.
4--Another picture of Jackson, not long after he was cleaned and everything.
3--Erick's mom, Grandma Pam holding her first grandson, for the first time.
2--My lovely sister Mia, holding her nephew.
1--This picture, in which I look so amazing (not) is, I think, the first time I fed Jackson.
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