I remember that sweet button nose, and how it was the strongest memory I had of you when they wheeled you out of the hospital room and took you away from me. That, and the soft pink knit hat you wore on your newborn head. The same hat I slept with when I returned home, alone, and had to leave you at the hospital for the first time.
I remember you now, your sweet sparkly eyes. Those same eyes that everyone comments on. Even strangers, the ones who stop me out in public simply to tell me how beautiful you are.
I remember the last moment when you would be our only child, that last moment before we would welcome your baby sister into this world, and into our lives. I remember watching you as you sucked from your sippy cup in your playroom, and I wondered how our lives would all be changing.
I remember the nausea, the room spinning, and then that moment when they held you, my youngest daughter up, to show me. I remember yellow. Which is now your favorite color...
I remember being brought back to the hospital room, concerns about my extremely low blood pressure. I remember how everything else faded away when they placed you on my chest for the first time. I remember just taking you all in.
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