Favorite Memory of All Time

My favorite memory of all time happened eleven years ago today, the day my daughter was born. I have talked about it before I think, on Mother's Day but it is such a great memory, it bears repeating.

Now, my favorite part was not the moment she was born even though that was a great moment and I even start to cry (I am a non-cryer). It was not the part where I saw my mother holding her first grandchild sitting the in the rocker nor was it when the baby was in the bassinet and my husband walked in and she turned her head when he spoke (pretty good for only being a couple hours old...now we have to yell at her to get her attention but that is another blog).

Anyway, my all time favorite part came at night just as we were going to sleep. The nurses were finally leaving us alone, my husband had to go home and get some sleep and let the dog out and all the visitors had left. Everyone else had seen her with her eyes open but me. I was holding her and wondering how I was going to be as a mother. i had worried about it because of my RP (progressive blindness) and how was I going to do this?

And then, at that precise moment came my favorite memory of all time. I was holding her, she opened one of her eyes and looked up at me as if to say, 'So, you my mom? Cool." She then closed her eyes and went to sleep as if to say everything was the way it should be. And it was.

And all is right with the world.