PM held her first baby just this morning.
Of course it is not mine. LOL. I’m talking about the first baby I delivered in the hospital.
As I held the newborn baby girl and feel her weight against my arms, I realized how wonderful life can really be – especially new beginnings.
For the first time in what felt like forever, I looked into an innocent child without freaking out, while shaking my head that was painted with a silly smile as I say, “now I know why they call babies a bundle of joy”.
The new life on my arms gave me a renewed optimism, about beginnings, about life – that surely, life is so wonderful and that there are just so much to be thankful for that small hassles brought to me by work means nothing compared to what life really has to offer. I felt ashamed in whining about the littlest things and I felt so silly for feeling bad easily for the most trivial things.
Life is a gift. And I will live.