A Mother's Journey

Being a new mother has already been such a journey for me, emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually. I never knew such a strong bond is created between mother and child while the child's still growing in it's mother's womb. There were times during the pregnancy where I could almost swear that I heard my child's voice bouncing around my mind; almost feel his essence comfort me when I got depressed the most. I constantly wondered what he would look like, and whether he would love me. I dreamed of holding him in my arms, hearing his coos and sighs.
And now that he's born, I can't help but stand over his bassinet and watch him sleep. Can't stand being away from him although there's moments where I need a little time away from him. And there's times I can't help but pick him out of his bassinet and cradle him in my arms.
He's such a tiny, yet adorable baby. His fingers are so small yet able to grasp objects with Superman's grip. Eyes so dark blue and seemingly able to see right through me to my very core; eyes able to see the very essence of a person, and judge his body's reactions accordingly.
One would never think that a child of only 3 weeks could be so perceptive, or strong, but Az and I's child is unknowingly stronger than he appears. He is very strong-willed, very vocal. He knows exactly what he wants even though I may not be able to understand what he's trying to tell me.
I will admit, life as a mother IS NOT easy. He's only been home for a week and he's already being a loveable brat.

And you know what? I wouldn't trade him for the world.