Evelin Brown
A few hours later...
A few hours after giving birth, I was transferred to a cozy room where I could finally rest and enjoy this unique moment with my son. Theodore slept peacefully in my arms, his small, warm body nestled against mine. The room was silent; only the gentle rhythm of his breathing filled the space, but inside me, my heart beat erratically, overwhelmed by a love I never imagined I could feel.
My eyes took in every detail of his perfect little face: the fine eyelashes resting on his soft cheeks, the slightly open mouth, the tiny fingers that, even in sleep, seemed to want to grasp something. He was small, fragile, and at the same time, the most powerful being I had ever known. With each simple breath, he was already transforming my life completely.
A sigh esca
