How will we bond?
I look at my little girl sleeping peacefully here on the couch next to me and I can’t help but smile. She’s a noisy little thing and is always making noises of one kind or another… in my mind, I have nicknamed her “Squeaker”.
I can admit now that I had my doubts before she was born. While I knew that I loved this little person growing in me, I didn’t feel as connected to her as I had felt with her brother….