Is this a good prelude for my story about a mother who abandons her infant daughter?

A woman of twenty two ran through the pouring rain in the middle of the night to her mother’s house. Amelia Grace, the newborn baby, cried in her little baby car seat. Amelia’s mother knelt down under the awning, tears streaking her face like the raindrops around her. She leaned down and pressed her lips to the baby’s little forehead. Her long sandy-blonde hair created a curtain from the rain, a shelter that could only be created by a mother. But she couldn’t go to New York for the big job and keep a baby. She would some back for Amelia… someday… hopefully. Amelia Grace stopped crying, just for a moment, and reached up. She ran her little fingers through her mother’s hair. “Ma-ma.” she said for the first time. Her mother nodded and pressed the baby’s hand to her cheek. “I love you too, baby.” she whispered. Then Natalie pounded on her mother’s door, quickly stuck the note to the baby’s car seat, and ran down the sidewalk. “Ma-ma!” Amelia Grace cried. “Ma-ma!”