"...because i want to remember it all, feel it, relive it.
our first year, the raw and pure memories. the tears of tiredness, the despair, the insecurity. the warm flood running through my veins when i feel her tiny chubby body fall asleep in my arms. that sweet, redeeming calm after a stormy period. his hand on my back while my aching body feeds her once again in the darkest of nights.
her chatter, the tiny fingers fiercely holding on to mine, the sweet scent of her hair. her innocence, fearlessness, her wondering eyes. the process of getting to know her, the recognition, a small human slowly changing into her own person."