Sitting in the nursery at 6:00am rocking Elora to sleep my mind drifts. After my past losses and the…

Sitting in the nursery at 6:00am rocking Elora to sleep my mind drifts. After my past losses and the tears and the physical tolls I have paid I didn't think I would ever hold another new baby of my own ever again. I have been lost in the exhaustion of the past weeks with the sleep deprivation, my c-section recovery pain and the painful and emotional toll breast feeding has taken. Quiet moments like this when I can just look at her sleeping face are like pure bliss. I am so lucky this time everything was ok, she is perfect, she is mine and she was meant to be here in my arms, healing my heart.