Nine weeks, six days. Day 71 in the quest to chase our little miracle
To my dearest little miracle,
I know you cannot hear me just quite yet, but i hope inside me there you somehow know that each day i chat to you and tell you that i love you. I hope that you truly understand just how much you already mean to me.
As the days progress and the time ticks away, i feel a little bit more and more like a mother. I know it is still early days, and the intergeek tells me your not much more than the size of a pea pod, but my little miracle, you also have a heart, and that is enough for me to know you are already my child.
Underneath my tired eyes, there is so much thought already going into the smallest details of your life… Your room, your name, i thought about your child care and your school the other day, where we may live when your bigger. And as i had a little nanna nap, your half brother and your father played the play station, laughing so hard together i couldnt help thinking just how much fun you and i are going to have, the fun that you me your father and your half brother are all going to have….The fun that you will have playing with your cousins as well… You are going to have such a wonderful family, i just cant help being so excited to meet you my little miracle.
So much to think about, to hope for, to gain strength each day from…. Yet my little one, in reality the only thing that really matters, keeping you safe in my belly for another 30 weeks, which is a long time, but i will be there every second, of every hour, of everyday until your father and i hold you in our arms.
You are the smallest, yet biggest thing that i have ever cared so much about…
Love from a mother that will be.
