Monday, October 26, 2009

My first visit...12-03-06

My first visit...
It was awesome!I couldnt believe how comfortable i felt! It was like.. well, like visiting family. Although in my mind, i knew i was holding my son, it was more so, holding my nephew, and hogging him all afternoon! LOL Which, i can very well, be known to do sometimes!They are both so awesome! We had linch, and dinner with them, and then headed back home. And, it was nice to actually have a visit. Most of the time we have spent together for the last 8 months was rushed, and short. But, spending 6 hours in their home? Well, it was really cool.I called my BMB, and she reassured me that, it was ok that i didnt cry! I told her i almost felt guilty. I didnt cry, and didnt feel the need to either. Someone told me that, when they had their first visit, all they kept thinking was, "take the baby a run!" And well, all i kept thinking was, "Wow, he got so big!" and, "Hehe, im glad he dosent cry a lot!"They have such a beautiful home, and he has such a wonderful place to grow up. Although, my gosh, am i jelous! Their 3 yearold daughters room is twice the size of mine! LOLWell, what can i say? I dont have a big long blog to write about how it was so hard, and how i cried and cried, or how i just didnt want to leave. Of course, part of me didnt want to leave, but, i knew i would see him in a week. And, even if not, i knew i would be seeing him again! No big deal!Anyways... It was wonderful! And i cant wait to visit next weekend, and see everyone again. Although, i wont be able to hog him so much, as his other family will be there as well! But, thats ok. I kind of like seeing how happy they all are to be around him. Even though he isnt mine, its always nice to have a new baby in the family. And, although i gave birth to him, he is in the family God ment for him to be in, and i realise that every time i see a picture. But this time, it was all the more real, and God was there to set my mind, and heart, at ease.
2006-12-03 05:21:45 GMT

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