OMG…just trying to type out this post makes me cry and cry and cry!!
Let me tell you a little about where we’ve been and how we got here. In 2010, I got pregnant for the first time. I heard our baby’s heartbeat at our 8 week appointment, and then at 16 weeks I found out that I had a molar pregnancy and a miscarriage. After that, I was diagnosed with a post-pregnancy cancer. I spent the next year traveling back and forth between my base and a cancer research institute for follow ups and observation.
I was very fortunate to not have to go through chemotherapy for my condition. I had a minor surgery and then lots and lots and lots of appointments. I was told that I shouldn’t get pregnant for at least a year. Actually, at the very beginning of the process, I was told I might never get pregnant again. It was a very trying time for me. I had to accept that there was nothing I could have done to prevent or control the situation and then trust in God’s plan for my life.
My story is actually much longer than that, but today is about my miracle. Today is about my little guy–my perfect and strong and healthy baby boy. Today is about how he changed my life forever from the day I saw that little pink plus sign…the day that I truly believed in miracles…the day that I received one. Today is about the boy that made me a mom. Today is about celebrating the life that has changed mine.
I actually wrote this poem for Mother’s Day, but I’m reposting for my little guy because it’s about this day:
Dear sweet baby boy–
There are few moments in life that define me, my son–
Most important to me are two.
The day that I walked down the aisle,
And the day that I met you.
Two boys, no greater joys–
Than my husband and my son.
Baby boy, I love you more than I did yesterday, but not as much as I will tomorrow. My heart overflows with the joy that you’ve brought into our lives–my cup is so full! I’ll love you forever and I wish you the happiest of happy birthdays–xoxoxo