And so it is..

One would think life changes, you see this new life and boom everything crashes into one point, this point where everything felt heard touched smelt known is together. There is an urge of fear coupled with elation. Wanting to hold yet running away. An understanding of dependency is only felt not known. 72 hours indeed feels like 72 weeks.

Did I cry. Didn't even cross my mind. I was scared of her. It's like a sudden rush of responsibility and than realizing the fragility of the situation.

But it's like you step up into this position. I am a parent and these are my inherited ideas. I am ready.

eh more to come later i'm tired and my brain is fried.