S: Pregnancy Journal: Benjamin Attila
BC: Benjamin Attila
FC: A baby is something you carry inside | you for nine months, in your arms | for three years and in your heart till | the day you die." ~ Mary Mason
1: Making the decision to have a child- it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. Elizabeth Stone
2: Jan '12 | "A grand adventure is about to begin." ~ Winnie the Pooh
5: A mother's joy begins when a new life is stirring inside... when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone.
8: November 2011 | Benji's Baby Shower!
12: Progress | Little Benji | Welcome, little Benji, into this world. Here with us you are meant to be A precious gift we are given to love For all of our days and eternity. You are so special, little Benji. There is no other exactly like you Who fills our days with joy and meaning With all you are and say and do. We love you, little Benji, with all our hearts. You are a part of us now and forever.
13: This journey we will share and cherish As we love and grow together. You make life beautiful, my little Benji. The sun never did shine so bright, The skies never looked so blue and heavenly, Until you came into our lives. | Love, Mommy & Daddy
14: January 18, 2012 | 7:23 pm | 19 inches | 6 lbs. 11 oz.
15: The Story of your...
16: Bringing Home Baby
20: Before you were born, I carried you under my heart. From the moment you arrived in this world until the moment that I leave it, I will always carry you in my heart. ~Mandy Harrison
23: My Baby Boy and Me It's 3 a.m., they're all asleep, and no-one's here to see As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me. His little hand is feather light tucked up against my chin. I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin. The house about us creaks and groans, the clock hands creep around. He snuggles closer to me still, and makes his baby sounds. I love these quiet hours so much, and cherish every one. Store up memories inside my heart for lonely nights to come. All too soon, he'll be grown up, his need for mama gone, But until then, I still have time for kisses and for song. Time for quiet hours like this with him cuddled in my arms, Where I wish he'd always stay: protected, safe, and warm. And yet I know the day will come when his tiny little hand Will be bigger than my own. He'll grow to be a man. But until then, he's mine to love with no one here to see As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me.