There you were

You were my first.

The one who came here and showed me the way.

The one who carried me as much as I carried you.

The one who made me a mother.

And everything was so new.

So big.

So utterly beautiful I wondered if it was real.

But it was real.

So real I felt the most fragile I ever had.

Like I could break into a million pieces at the thought of everything I’d never worried about before.

And sometimes I did break.

The sheer love was so overwhelming at times, the tired a beast I’d never known.

But there you were.

In all of your littleness.

Piecing me back together, with your adoration, your perfection, your unknowing ability to heal with a glance.

You have always been there.

Through every stage.

The hard. The heavy. The heartbreakingly beautiful.

Both yours and mine.

And I’m just so grateful.

For you. For this. For what we have stepped through together.

You were my first baby.

And you always will be,

Even after I’ve taken my last breath.