I Can’t Wait To Have You In My Arms!

Nine months of waiting. More than 36 weeks waiting. It’s an eternity when it comes to thinking about your face.
I can't wait to have you in my arms!

My beloved son, I can’t wait to have you in my arms. I dream of this magical moment since the day I was taken by surprise with a “positive”.

I can’t wait to have you over my body as soon as you reach the world. And feel that warmth of your love embrace me for the first time.

Between your cries and your fears, feel that special connection for the first time.

I can’t wait to smell its aroma, that smell of life that, for sure, will intoxicate my days from that moment on.

I already want the long-awaited moment to arrive soon. I long and desire with all the strength of my heart.

I need to see you, see that you’re okay. Know that you are healthy, strong and start working to make you happy. Each of your days, forever.

I can’t wait to have you by my side, my faithful and future eternal companion every day.

Putting color in the grayest landscapes and music on the stormiest days.

Beauty and harmony is what you give, peace and joy is what I will offer you in return.

I can’t wait to have you near me to feel you fully

I can't wait

I can’t wait to have you near me, next to me. Because I just want to feel you fully. I want to be able to hug you and fill you with kisses.

Repeat until exhaustion how much I waited for you and remember at all times how I love you. Let you hold my fingers in those soft little hands.

See in you this innocence that I lost. Watch how this little angel with wings came to teach me how to live.

A being who gives me the opportunity to go back to childhood, to enjoy the freshness and purity of his soul.

Seriously, I already see myself crying with emotion. Embellished with that look that can express everything without even saying a single word.

Distressed and desperate to calm her crying, to slake her every need. Basically to be the best mom you can have.

I want to feel naturally designed so perfectly for you. Able to feed you with the fruit of my breast. See those first smiles.

To be in charge not only of giving life, but also of granting a form. Conforming personalities, building in the present to finish building in the future.

I can’t wait to have you enjoy every second of the unique softness that your skin has.

To fall in love every day with those chubby cheeks that are my passion.

Talk and sing to you all the time, tell you how much I wanted these shared moments.

Simply filling the hours with the deepest and most sincere love of a devoted mother.

I can’t wait to have you and see you grow

I can’t wait to have you close as you grow up. Surprising me, then, at his first gargling and bursting with happiness at his first words.

Die with that first “mommy”, come back to life in each “I love you”. Hear you sing the first melodies.

Feel the tenderness and sweetness of her voice, laugh until she was exhausted with each of her adventures.

I want to take a first step towards porridge and puree. Trying different flavors little by little, leaving behind your best food and our best bond.

With nostalgia, feel that you will intersperse my arms with any kind of displacement.

The fast crawl, quickly replaced by those first crazy, unsteady steps. The marathons to put on and dress this innocently “nudist” personality.

I can't wait

Letting go of the diaper so that you can take care of yourself more and more. This painful but gratifying step towards the achievement of autonomy and independence.

The adaptations in the kindergarten, the separation when you start school. The shared snacks and drawings.

Coming, thus, to homework and his first little friends. Until this news appears, which, without a doubt, makes our blood run cold.

Naturally, the arrival of the first great love. All I want is to live intensely, enjoying every advance, every achievement.

Son, run because I can’t wait to have you in my arms. Because that’s the only way we can start writing this great adventure for two.

Only then will we begin to fill the lovely pages of our diary with the honey of this new life that will shine in a moment.

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