It was a great day.
That feeling continued for another 3 wonderful days. Husband & I shared this sacred secret & all was right in the world. But soon our happiness would be thwarted. I lost that sweet, tiny little baby just shortly later. Not nearly long enough to produce a live, breathing baby, but nonetheless long enough to make me a mother.
After the miscarriage it took us a year to the month to conceive our precious Son. He didn't want to leave Heaven, but we're sure glad he did. Two years later we were again blessed with another healthy, beautiful baby. Dot has been a light in our home shining brightly & loved by all.
These little people bring so much joy with them. Their innocence is endearing. Their fresh faces are easy to love & their belly laughs melt my heart.
I love when Son gets sweaty & his little hairs precariously stick to his wet forehead. I love Dot's puppy breath against my neck in the morning as she whispers, "Mama," nuzzling close. I love when my children tackle me to the ground with giggles full of mischief. I love how they make me want to be a better person so I can be better for them.
Fridays will be about them. What I can do to be a better Mommy for these two humans I helped create. To show I love them enough to do special things not just for them, but with them.
Thank you Son & Dot. You are the best two gifts I could ever pray for. We are so blessed have you make up our family & it's my prayer that everyday I can try to live up to the mighty Bestower's expectations.
Love you to the sky,