You would think after being told your unborn child has a fatal birth defect and that she will not live, would make the remaining days of your pregnancy till you give birth, well, pure hell.
But, believe it or not, not all days are hell. Some days aren’t even hard. Some days I find so much joy just being her mother.
I find so much good in this unimaginable situation I’ve been placed in. I find love, I find joy, and I find LIFE.
We loved her from the beginning, and we will always love her. Our love for her will never be forgotten or replaced.
There is joy seeing her sweet face and perfect little body moving like there isn’t a thing wrong in ultrasounds. A joy in knowing SHE IS OUR daughter. A joy only she can give us.
In the moments I feel her move, kick, and hear her heartbeat, there is LIFE. A life that matters, that is important. A life that will live on forever inside me.
So no, not everyday is bad. There is a lot of good, and I will cherish every second of it. I will never forget the good.
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