I didn't bond to Olivia right away. I loved her, of course, and thought she was incredibly beautiful; but the first few weeks were hard because, to me, she was a job and a lifestyle change.
Slowly things changed, after a few weeks I was attached, and after nine months with her I can't live without her. She's the air in my lungs and the sun on my face. Olivia's generous, bright spirit permeates our entire house with her goodness and light. I can't even think about her too much without getting emotional. I'm hesitant to have another baby because I'm sure it would reduce me to a weepy puddle of emotional jello if I had to have two Olivias in the house, both with this kind of grasp on my heart and senses :)
I can't imagine the kind of pain a person goes through when losing a child, whether at 3 months pregnant, or 5 years old. We are blessed. And I won't complain so much next time, because now I know.
excuse the crappy photo I took with my crappy phone while hanging over the back of my seat in the car. It makes me happy.