To Claire
May 14th was just another date on the calendar, until you chose it as your birth day. You and your mama worked so hard to get you here. Could you hear me cheering you on? Could you feel the tender hands of your father as he held your mother and rubbed her back, shouting with joy as you burst forth into the morning light? I remember your cries calming as your parents stroked you gently and exclaimed over you. I remember the gentle encouragement of Tobey and Moira, your midwives, as they helped you to nurse for the first time. How careful they were with your mother and you. How thankful I was to have them guiding your mother as she brought you into the world.
You are my daughter's daughter; the first born of my first born. You don't know me yet, but you are a part of me, and I am a part of you. I have no expectations of you, regarding who you will be. You are yourself, and even though you share your mother's eyes,your auntie's nose and your father's chin, you are unique to this world. I was privileged to witness the first chapter of your life, and I'm looking forward to all that is to come. Welcome to the world, Claire.
ps. I'm so glad that you love your babyTrekker.
