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Moving Away from Our Baby’s First Home


  • Moving Away from Our Baby’s First Home

    I remember the
    day we brought my daughter home from the hospital. It was May, and the little
    river town we call home had just withstood a major spring storm. Tree limbs
    littered the roads and the the creek rushed muddy at the foot of the hill. Power
    was out in parts of our area and roads had flooded,baby clothes, impassable to some of
    those who’d wanted to visit our sweet little one.Three days in the hospital and
    we were unaware of what had gone on outside its walls. My husband and I were in
    new baby love and we were eager to get her home to her
    brothers.AdvertisementThat first summer was hard. With each new baby, you have
    to relearn the rhythm of life with a newborn: the endless hours on the sofa, the
    nursing, the lack of sleep. But the heart makes room and the head makes sense of
    it all. We kept mostly to ourselves, my children and I, only venturing outside
    for short walks to the playground or to throw rocks in the creek.Our home became
    something more than a place to dwell. It was where we settled in, made a nest,
    and made our family.It was where we spent humid afternoons on the front porch
    swing.It was where we built pillow forts and made mud pies.It was where my baby
    took her first steps, said her first words, and made her first memories.Last
    night, we spent our first night in a brand-new home. Two of my three slept in my
    king-sized bed, limbs over limbs and sheets all askew. We woke up this morning
    to new sights and sounds,baby
    shoes
    , our lives still packed in boxes and wrapped up in paper.There will be
    new memories made here: sleeping in her first “big girl” bed. There will be
    first days of kindergarten and learning to ride a bike, new marks on the wall
    showing us just how much they’ve grown. I’m excited to watch my children move
    from toddlers to big kids in this home, but it’s bittersweet.There’s nothing
    like memories of a baby’s first home, and this morning,baby feeding, I’m taking the time to
    remember.

  • Hello, after reading your post, my past came in front of my eyes. When me and my husband bring our first baby to our home. It was really beautiful moment for both of us. We both are so happy and we also can't control it. When i saw my baby first time, i was started crying and it was tears of joy. When we bring her to our home, my mom and dad is waiting for our baby. They cleaned our home very well and make sure that she get high quality research paper. Because we want everything should be neat and clean. We want to make sure that everything is all good.