This week has been a little emotional for me and I can't help thinking what it would of been like to be full term right now? I keep asking myself how big my belly would be at 40 weeks?
I wounder how James (my husband) would be freaking out by now? I wounder how our parents would be impatiently waiting for their new addition to our family?
I a wish I could stop wondering what it will never be because my butterfly is gone. Luke was what kept me holding on to Hope and now I am forcing to keep holding on to hope.
Saturday November 20,2010 was suppose to be the day that we meet our baby boy Luke and although we got to meet him way sooner that this coming Saturday I can't help thinking how he would of looked at 40 weeks vs. 23 weeks and 2 days.
I miss him so much every day that passes by but I am still proud to be his mother. I know I will never get to baptise him, see his first steps, hear his first word and I will never get to take him on his first day of school.
All I know is that one day will grant me the honor to see my two blue butterflies in heaven and that day will be the Happiest day of my of my new life.
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