I often feel "robbed" of our first moments together. Everyone speaks of that moment when your baby is first born and is set on your chest and how the pain just disappears. If I'm being honest, that's exactly where my pain began. I held my daughter for a total of twenty seconds before the nurses realized she needed more attention. I spent the night in a different hospital from my daughter and boyfriend. I anxiously awaited the moment to be reunited with her - to hold her in my arms and to never let go again. I don't have that picture that so many mommas have of their newborn nuzzled into their chest directly after delivery or the family picture of the three of us sitting on my hospital bed gazing at our precious girl because my birthing experience didn't happen that way. I may feel robbed sometimes but at the end of the day I have the picture I posted above of the very moment she was placed in my arms for the first time and I can't tell you of the euphoric feeling I felt in those first few minutes and still today as I snuggle up to her at the end of a long day. We don't plan to be nicu mommies but it has all been worth it to call my daughter mine and to simply love her for all of the moments to come.