It’s been a year since my husband and I went shopping and gathered everything we needed to bring our tiny baby girl home.
An hour later, we were holding her in our arms and couldn’t believe that she was finally our daughter. For a whole month, we visited her every day, ran around to different institutions to get all the necessary documents for guardianship. It was very hard, but I can say that we never doubted for a moment that she deserved much more.
When my husband and I visited her in the early days, we were afraid to take her in our arms, she was so tiny. Sometimes, holding her close, I imagined that she could be a part of me, that I could be the one to carry her for 9 months. My daughter felt the love of her father and me – she held our fingers, fell asleep in our arms and never cried.
On the day she officially became ours, we were the happiest people on earth, and nothing could change that. Of course, maybe one day she will find out the truth, or we will tell her everything ourselves, but we will do everything possible to make her feel our love, support and care.
Before that, my husband and I adopted a son in the same way. He is now three years old, and we can say that it took us a couple of days to get used to him, but with our daughter, we felt as if she was our own right away. Now we have two children and we love them as if they were our own, and all this is thanks to the mothers who left them in the hospital. Although I am grateful to them, I cannot understand this act. Apparently, this decision is also not easy for them and is made during pregnancy, but I still wonder if they don’t have a desire to meet their children and see how they have become throughout their lives. Nevertheless, I am glad that everything turned out this way, because now I am the mother of two beautiful children and I am sure that fate itself wanted them to become my children.
Nothing evokes more love and lust for life in me than the thought of motherhood. Is there anything more beautiful in this world?
