My heart is so full. The past few days I've been reading the most heart breaking stories about babies/children with all different severe illnesses & mothers who have lost their pregnancies/children. I can't help but catch myself crying randomly or saying prayers for them & their families. I feel so deeply for them. I can't even imagine going through that type of pain. Especially after having a healthy pregnancy & baby boy. Life is so fragile. I think that's why I chose to be so positive & honored through my pregnancy. I was terrified of losing him- because I had miscarried the year before. It was one of the hardest experiences I had ever gone through, but my experience seems so small compared to these women who have lost their children.
I pray for them every night. I ache for each & every family who has experienced such an immense loss. I lose sleep over reading these stories. I wish so bad that there was a way to help- to ease the pain or comfort them in some way.
Every day, I remind myself to be patient & to feel blessed for the amazing experience I had being pregnant, giving birth, & raising my sweet boy. If there's anything I've learned, it's that time flies in the blink of an eye. I've learned that there will come a day where my baby will be grown, & I won't get to spend my days staring into his big brown eyes while I nurse him. I appreciate every moment. I have to- because don't want to miss a thing. This is my greatest accomplishment & blessing. I thank God every single day for this life.
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