The overwhelming love and emotion of seeing a little version of myself was indescribable.
He was around a month or two old when the memories that stayed with me began. Even though I knew he was coming, his birth still caught me off guard. The overwhelming love and emotion of seeing a little version of myself was indescribable. I would bathe him in the shower with me and then put him to sleep. After drying us both off, I loved laying down with him on my chest, watching this little ball of me fall asleep. Feeling his tiny heartbeat beating softly, smelling the top of his still-soft head, it brought me pure bliss. This was God’s blessing, given to his mother and me. Those days are long gone. Kavon is now 2.
I am also an artist.
