The day after you were born, your dad and I opted (as we had the night before) to send you to the nursery for the night so that we could get some sleep. The evening before, I was so exhausted from delivery that I was asleep before they took you away, but that night, I was wide awake when you left, and I lay in bed feeling ridiculously sad that you were gone. Half of me felt desolate, half of me laughing at myself because I could not believe I felt this way.
I never really have felt like I was much of a baby person. I mean, I like babies and all, but I was never anxious to hold someone else's baby or have even really felt particularly baby hungry.
What I am, though, is an Ella person. I love you so much more than I expected to.