Then, of course, I had a mother's guilt... I have been given three very special gifts and each one have felt like a sacred moment. After thinking about it almost all day, I realized that this was a moment that not only changed who I was going to be going forward, but was the experience that challenged every bit of who I had become thus far. It was a pure fearless, uninhibited leap of faith. The kind that your heart controls, not your mind and especially not my crazy type A mind:) It was a different kind of leap of fate than marriage, when you are committing yourself to the person you have loved through a part of your life already. At 25 it was the bravest thing I had ever done, although I don't think I realized that until just the other day. And finally it was just pure and utter joy and fulfillment. The kind I might have missed if I would have experienced having a child the way I planned in my mind since the beginning of time. It was the first time I turned my head away from the closed door behind me, so that I could realize there was an open door right in front of me.
Everyday Harris reminds me to look forward. He represents faith, heart in your hand love and the possibility that fate always wins.
Had to put this one in. This is the first couple hours Harris was home. We put him down on a pillow and gave him his bottle. Newman, came up, layed down and nudged one paw under Harris's back and the other on top of his foot:)