I know it's been forever since I've written in your journal, (partially because I was away from LJ for a while) but I have been watching here, and loving the pics, and dear, you have the cutest pregnancy belly on the net!
And I understand the fears. Doctors told me when I was 13, 15, 18 that I'd never have a child. I had too many 'problems', and they never could tell me what. Six years ago or so I was diagnosed with PCOS too...and it all made sense.
The hope in this, is my beautiful daughter turned 12 a week ago. The child that I didn't know I was even carrying for four months, because my periods were always that wonky. The child that I had lost over 50 lbs of weight in the first trimester (again, because I didn't know she was in there growing). I carried to term, had a difficult birth, but every moment of it was worth it. Have I mentioned she's beautiful?
I used to cry at night, arms wrapped around my tummy, hoping that she'd be alright, and so worried that I had hurt her by not knowing she was there. I had the bleeding, and thought I'd had a period, and it was more likely a missed twin early on...And I was pretty sure I didn't deserve to have a child. All the doubt, and worry...try to keep it in a box.
I've loved hearing about Frankie, looking at the adorable pics. Frankie is a doll already, cute as a button, and seems to be to be quite prepared to stay warm and toasty inside of you until you evict him.
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Prayers and hope
Date: 2007-02-22 03:03 pm (UTC)I know it's been forever since I've written in your journal, (partially because I was away from LJ for a while) but I have been watching here, and loving the pics, and dear, you have the cutest pregnancy belly on the net!
And I understand the fears. Doctors told me when I was 13, 15, 18 that I'd never have a child. I had too many 'problems', and they never could tell me what. Six years ago or so I was diagnosed with PCOS too...and it all made sense.
The hope in this, is my beautiful daughter turned 12 a week ago. The child that I didn't know I was even carrying for four months, because my periods were always that wonky. The child that I had lost over 50 lbs of weight in the first trimester (again, because I didn't know she was in there growing). I carried to term, had a difficult birth, but every moment of it was worth it. Have I mentioned she's beautiful?
I used to cry at night, arms wrapped around my tummy, hoping that she'd be alright, and so worried that I had hurt her by not knowing she was there. I had the bleeding, and thought I'd had a period, and it was more likely a missed twin early on...And I was pretty sure I didn't deserve to have a child. All the doubt, and worry...try to keep it in a box.
I've loved hearing about Frankie, looking at the adorable pics. Frankie is a doll already, cute as a button, and seems to be to be quite prepared to stay warm and toasty inside of you until you evict him.
You have waves of prayers, from around the world.