At 4:40am on February 24th my precious, beautiful rainbow came into this world.
She is absolutely perfect.
10 fingers.
10 toes.
8 pounds, 21 inches of perfection.
We couldn't be more in love.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Friday, February 7, 2014
Does the fear ever end?
I'm afraid it doesn't.
At the beginning I was afraid of miscarriage.
And then I was afraid of anything that could go wrong after 12 weeks.
And now I'm afraid of everything that could go wrong in labor and delivery.
If everything turns out well, will I then fear for every day of my daughter's life?
Will I ever live without fear? Or have my previous losses destroyed me forever?
At the beginning I was afraid of miscarriage.
And then I was afraid of anything that could go wrong after 12 weeks.
And now I'm afraid of everything that could go wrong in labor and delivery.
If everything turns out well, will I then fear for every day of my daughter's life?
Will I ever live without fear? Or have my previous losses destroyed me forever?
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