The perfect moment:
I think there is many perfect moments in life, the first one that comes to mind was when I was holding my son moments after he was born. I say my son because when I had my daughter I was seriously ill. In ICU, and they were not sure I would live. I remember waking up and having to beg to see my daughter, I was only allowed to see and not hold her in my arms.
I remember the doctors telling me, I should not have anymore children because of what happened when I had my daughter. I knew deep down I had to have a son. When he arrived It’s was the perfect moment of love, peace, and happiness wrapped together.
That’s not saying I don’t love my daughter with all my heart. I just never bonded with her because I was so sick. My husband was the first to hold her in his arms. And they bonded.
From Pity to Praise 