May 17, 2012
I catch myself daydreaming of pregnancy daily.
What will those first few months bring? Sickness, be too tired, or maybe I'll just glow?
How will those little kicks feel inside of me?
Will I be able to give birth with no drugs?
Then I dream of what my baby will be like..
Little perfect ears.
Swaddled up like a little worm.
All I've ever wanted was to be a mommy.
I cannot wait for the day the doctor says I'm pregnant.
I cannot wait for Mark to be a father.
I cannot wait to breast feed, to carry that baby-my baby around, to finally have one of my own.
I'm praying for this little baby that has yet to be conceived.
I pray for your health, your habits.
I pray you will feel all the love I already have for you, that we already have for you.