That little faint pink line, gave me hope. Hope that God
had given us a second chance on life. Loosing your sister was the hardest thing
your father and I had to ever endure. That pink line gave me a sense of fear,
hope, and excitement. Fear of losing something we wanted so bad, and prayed
for. Hope, that our little miracle could be in our arms after 9 months.
Excitement, being a mom again and carrying another life made me feel whole
again. You my child, you are what we are waiting patiently for.
Those strong 150 Beats per minute remind me that everything
is ok, and you are growing just fine in your home. A home that I have for you
to be safe, and feel comforted by. Those little flutters, I’m sure I felt bring
tears to my eyes knowing that one day they will get stronger, and when you are
out of your home, I look forward to kissing those tiny little toes. You, my
child are everything to us.
Your daddy kisses you each and everyday, he can’t wait to
meet you and kiss you. You are our anchor, our life. It’s you that we pray for
each and every night. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Safe in your
home, until it’s time to come out and meet us. When that day comes, your new
home will be filled with love, and laughter. You have so many people that
cannot wait to meet you. You, my little man are everything to us, you will be
safe in your home until it is time for you to make your grand appearance. Until
then, we pray for you while I hold my tummy that is forever your home until you
are in our arms.
The fear of loosing another child is my biggest fear, but I know
you are safe and the doctors have a plan just like God had a plan for your
sweet Big Sister. I pray each and everyday for your and your sister. She has
blessed us with you, and now she is watching over us. She gives me hope, and
every time I speak her name it's part of my healing. Sweet little man, know
that you are loved, fearfully and wonderfully made and you have an angel
watching over you.
Xoxo,
Mommy
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