Maternidade

O pior do meu dia? 

Hoje acertei acidentalmente com o meu cotovelo na tua têmpora enquanto ajeitava a tua cama e o teu pai te pousava. Chorámos as duas imenso. Mas as lágrimas pararam quando te deitei no meu peito e ficámos a olhar uma para a outra. 

Mas em compensação o melhor do meu dia foi adormeceres mais uma vez aqui em cima de mim (onde estás, quentinha, de lado a dormir). Há bocado abracei-te com cuidado mas mesmo sem te poder dar um abraço do tamanho do mundo, canalizei isso tudo para um abracinho que me soube pela vida. 

Eu amo-te meu anjo. Só espero ter tempo e saúde para poder ter-te a adormecer aqui em cima, pequenina, por muitas noites. 

O teu nascimento

Dear Hanna,

After passing your due date, mom started becoming stressed about when we would get the chance to meet you. 

You see, I haven't seen you or heard your heart in a while so I went to the hospital to check out on you. Everything was okay but mommy was so eager to see, touch, feel, hear and smell you that it was becoming torturous. 

Grandpa Louie had said that you'd be born in his birthday. Aunt MaryJo had bet on the 22nd. 

Well, after a busy day celebration grandpa, mom ended the day with painful cramps. At 2am of the 21st, we went to the hospital but they had no vacancies, so we drove into the same hospital mommy was born 28 years before. 

After getting anestethics and feeling the pain go away, I went to sleep at 6 am. Daddy spent the whole time by my side, sleeping or holding my hand. 

When I woke up I still didn't advance enough on the labour, so I jumped on the ball, I tried everything to dilate. 

At 2 pm they decided to burst the waters - while Auntie Sil decided to surprise me and get a glimpse of my bum - so that you would push your way out. 

Unfortunately by now, mom had been hurt and got swollen so even though we tried, at 6 am of the 22st you still were waiting to be born. 

By then mom would cry for any baby I heard, because I wanted so bad to meet you and was so worried with you. 

So eventually the doctor came and said mommy would have to go to surgery. Specially because I was running a fever. 

So at 8:30 I was taken, they made a small cut under my belly and took you out while dad was still by my side, holding my hand, watching and smiling. 

At 8:46 you came out, crying and kicking and even though I could feel the doctors closing up the cut and the muscles they have cut to get you, my whole attention was on you. (They placed you for a minute over my chest) 

Daddy was smiling with his whole face, even though I could only see his eyes and mommy felt all the weight getting out of her because you were healthy and perfect. 

I was tired and extremely hungry but when waiting to be taken to my room they put you eating from my breast and I just fell even more in love with you. 

And this is how we met you, my beautiful amazing baby. :)

Love,

Mom

Bem-vinda

Querida Hanna,

Passaram-se 2 semanas e 4 dias desde que nasceste. Mais tarde descrevo esse momento por aqui mas não queria esperar mais tempo para te escrever. Em especial aproveitar este meio tempo em que dormes aqui ao meu lado na tua caminha. 

Depois de tanta preocupação nos últimos dias de gravidez e durante o trabalho de parto, por não saber como estarias, saíste de mim, tão perfeita, tão maravilhosa. 

Deixa-me que te diga: tudo o que a mamã passou na vida dela, todas as vezes que chorou, que se magoou, os pontos que levou, tudo compensou. Tudo culminou no momento em que tu nasceste. 

Tu és a coisa mais linda, sagrada, perfeita que eu já vi. E pensar que cresceste e saíste de mim???

É inexplicável. Inexplicável a benção que és. E o quanto te amo. O quanto te amamos, eu e o teu pai. 

A ti, que só dormes sossegada a sentir os teus pais ou que acalmas quando te canto em finlandês. 

Tu e o teu pai são a essência da minha vida. 

Bem-vinda ao mundo Hanna! Sê muito muito feliz e tem muita saúde e sucesso. 

Love, 

Mom