Tonight, I received my first kiss. From my son, that is. Without prompting or requesting - just a spontaneous kiss on the cheek. I know that we have missed so many 'firsts' of Emmett's. We never saw his first steps, his first tooth, his first bath. We have to make our own firsts - some are standard, and some are more specifically the adoption breed of firsts.
I'm sure that for parents of biological children, the first hug from your baby is precious, as is your first kiss. For AP (adoptive parents), especially those of us who have intercountry adoptions - the first time your child calls you Mommy or Daddy (i.e. English) has special meaning. The first time they hug you without prompting - or as tonight, kiss you on the cheek, can be an attachment milestone. There is something precious in that little hand reaching out for yours. Something grand in the knowledge that, although no one else can understand what he's saying, we can.
So I'm marking this day in my history. Three months and 1 day since landing in this strange country, my little jumping bean kissed me.
1 comment:
Oh, congratulations! You made me cry.
Wait for the "I love you mommy." Xander just started saying that a couple of months ago. Makes parenting worth it.
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