I can't believe my baby girl is already 7 weeks. The moment she was born was a moment that will remain clearly and perfectly in my mind forever. It was a moment that was so monumentous and changed my entire existence. I will keep it filed with some of my favorite memories- when I first laid eyes on James, the look in his eyes when we were binded together forever and when I saw the "positive" sign on the pregnancy test slowly illuminate.

I can't lie, though. The days and weeks that followed Mei's birth were some of the longest and most difficult I have ever experienced. When the adrenaline of child birth wore off a few days after, I found myself suddenly slapped with a pretty bad case of the post partum blues. I was exhausted and overwhelmed with the reality of it all. James and I were made responsible for a sweet defenseless little being. I didn't want to eat and I could have slept for weeks on end, but I wouldn't. I had to man up and face the music that she needed me- needed me to be the mother every girl deserves to have.

The last couple of weeks have slowly but surely been improving. Once I put my selfishness aside everything seemed so clear. I love when we lock eyes and I know that she loves me and knows that I am trying to be the best mother to her. I would and WILL do everything possible to protect her from harm! There is something so special I see in those eyes. She has such a spark already. 

My baby girl... you can count on me and Dad to do anything for you.