I’m not usually the nostalgic type, to an extent I wish I was a bit more. But, today it hit me hard. When dressing G this morning I put her in this bright colored spring themed outfit. It got me to thinking where we were this time last year and the old emotions of anticipation filled my chest. After you have a baby you get so sucked in, so busy, it’s hard to remember that warm and yummy feeling you get in anticipation of the little one. There’s nothing like the feeling of knowing you’re bringing a little love into this world. It’s a mix of excitement, fear, and shear joy of unknown things to come. I’ll never forget the hours we use to spend just laying on the floor of her room in anticipation.
Even when Mark and I have another baby I don’t think we’ll ever recreate those feelings. While of coarse we would be excited, and love this child just as much as our G, still, G was the first, she made us into the parents, changed our identities and hearts. Spring will never be the same again.