Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 8)
Jayden Makieh Kelly
Your skin was so smooth and shined bright like the rays of the glimmering sunlight. Your hair was soft and reminded me of black velvet that protected your small, perfect head. Oh how beautiful is mommy’s precious man she had! The contour of your head, your chinky eyes, from the length of your fingers and toes, to the bridge of your nose, are all matches of your dad’s. Your physical qualities from me are rare. However, I definitely see see my bottom lip, roundness in your nose, and my stubborn attitude there. A little later you were weighed and measured as the air was filled with your cry, those shrilling, delightful, pleasing sounds. As you lay there it was determined that you were twenty inches long, six pounds and thirteen ounces. Snap, snap, snap I even had a picture taken of that. I didn’t want to miss anything that was happening, I wanted every detail of that day. I even got a picture of the placenta, they thought I was crazy, but I had to have it my way. Your aunt Tisha was supposed to be there for your delivery. But, by the time they got back the nurses were about to move me. We got moved over to another unit called mother-baby and our room number was twenty-nine. Everyone was so eager to see you and hold you for the first time. Our hospital stay was very pleasing. People came and spent time to come to see you and me. The nurses and doctors were very helpful, caring, and nice. The only part I didn’t like was them coming in throughout the night. Whenever I would get sleepy I would send you to the nursery at night so I could get some rest. But, the times when they would bring you back in the mornings with me again were the best. I couldn’t wait to be reunited with you. Even being without you for ten minutes had my mind flooded with thoughts of being back with you. On the eighteenth is when we were discharged from the hospital to come home and I was glad to see the outside. The day was very cold and windy, but you made me feel extremely warm inside. Jayden, beautiful child of mine, you are mommy’s little sunshine.
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