Water Mixable Oils on Canvas
10” x 10”
I had two radically different birth experiences with my two sons. The first was a terrifying emergency c-section, where we feared Henry would die before he took his first breath. It would be days before I could hold him. The second was a remedial VBAC where I embraced Clifford with a river of tears and laughter.
The one common denominator though; with both of my babies, and with every baby, is that it doesn’t matter how or when it happens. If it’s seconds after that final push or days; weeks or even months after they are housed in the NICU...
That first time you hold your newborn baby in your arms is EVERYTHING.
It is a flood of emotion.
It is a sense of belonging and understanding.
It is a feeling that can’t be replicated.
At long last I held you.
Both of you.
And it was everything.
And more.
-Featuring Jennifer and Declan-
