There was a time when we didn’t think she would ever exist.
Mr. S and I were told by a supposed “expert” that we would never get pregnant. That we would have to go for IVF if we ever wanted a child together.
We’ve actually been pregnant five times since that stupid expert told us that. (Yes, there are times I want to go over to said expert’s office and blow a raspberry in her face).
Yes, five times. And one baby. In fact, I’ve been pregnant 8 times in this lifetime and I have two living children to show for it. And while that’s sad, we like to concentrate on the awesome kids that are here (though I do like to think I have a bunch of kids waiting for me up in heaven to meet some day).
I remember when I first saw Miss T’s heartbeat. It was surreal.
I also remember being so scared she wouldn’t make it. But she did.
I remember the day she arrived, two years ago. And she was just the most precious thing. A head of dark hair (yes, DARK hair which all fell out and now you can see the crazy hair we have now).
Miss T is just awesome. And yes, as her mom I suppose I am a bit biased. But really, she’s all this crazy fun and super smart sassiness in a two year old body. It’s just amazing.
Every day I thank God for her and her brother D. They are both the lights of my life.
God is good.