Today was one of the most exciting days of my life and you are the reason, my precious daughter. It wasn't because I woke up at 2 am to throw up...again. It wasn't because I stayed home from work because I was still sick at 10am. It wasn't because I slept most of the day. Those things have become extremely commonplace.
Today was the first time I felt you moving around in your little temporary home.
At first, I thought I had imagined it. I've been waiting for weeks to feel you. There were times that I worried if you were still ok. But, I saw you on your last picture day doing your acrobatics. Last week, when I saw the doctor, I heard your heartbeat again. (That never gets any less amazing, by the way.) Every time I had even a slight muscle twitch, I wondered, "Was that it?".
And then, today, there you were and there was no doubt about whether it was you or not.
You might not know this yet, but you will soon enough. Your daddy is probably the most tender-hearted man you will ever meet. Your Pappaw Rick is right up there, too. I hope and pray that one day you find a husband just like them - a man who loves you so much that when you tell him you felt his baby move for the first time that he cries and immediately starts talking to her. I promise you that you will never feel more loved than you will at that moment. Don't settle for anyone who can't give you that. You deserve that and so much more, my sweet girl. Please don't ever forget that.
Good night, my darling. Keep squirming and kicking your little legs so you'll be nice and strong when you get here - and to remind your mama that everything is still ok. I love you more than I ever imagined I could and count the days until I get to meet you and see who you will become.
Love,
Mom
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