Welcome to the World, My Son
Today, my son was born—and in that moment, time did something impossible.
It raced forward, carrying him into my arms, and slowed to a hush where every second before his first cry felt endless.

The hospital room was quiet in a powerful way—filled with breath, hope, and a fear wrapped tightly around love. When they placed him on my chest, the world disappeared. It was just him. Just us.
A baby is born… and so is a mother. Along with a new fear, and a courage still learning its shape.

I know the world can be hard. But today, I choose to believe it can also be gentle.
If you’re reading this, thank you for welcoming him—your kindness matters more than you know.