I've been doing a lot of thinking about the way that parents love their children. It really is an interesting dynamic. In my experience, it's impossible to fully grasp what that feels like until actually having a child. From the day Nate was born, I have experienced what it feel like to love a child so entirely. So unconditionally.
(Lance at 3 months)
When I became pregnant with Lance, I would think about how a new baby was about to enter this world and how I was going to love this baby exactly how I loved Nate. It was going to be that raw, deep love that comes from inside. It isn't based on the good things they do or don't do. It isn't founded in how cute they are. It isn't about their skills or talents. And it certainly isn't about any sort of love that they have for us.
It is because they are our children. They are part of us. And that fact creates a love that is unique and simply can not be experienced in any other type of relationship.
But even though I knew all of this, I still questioned. I wondered what it would feel like to love another baby. Would it be the same? Would it be as deep as the love I had for my first child.? How will the love that I have for one child let me love another child so completely?
Such silly questions.
Because on July 27th, I gave birth to my second child, Lance, and have had the same love for him. Of course, I do. Loving our children is such a natural act and our hearts always have room to love more.