It’s been so long since I have posted. What really can I say? My last miracle turned 2 this month….TWO! He’s not really a baby anymore but he’s still my baby and I love him to pieces. He doesn’t slow down long enough for me to get a non-blurry picture of him. He’s obsessed with fans, air conditioners and balls, mostly basketballs, but any will do in a pinch.
My second miracle is 4.5 going on 15. He LOVES his little brother (almost too much) but plays so well with his big brother (when he lets him.) He is introspective, smart, and diligent. Give that boy a puzzle and he puts it together like lightning. I know we are supposed to think our kids are the smartest ever, but this one really is!! 😉
And then my first miracle, who I didn’t even realize how miraculous he was at the time….he is missing his two front teeth. He voraciously reads Harry Potter. He is NOT a little kid, he is small in stature but makes up for it in personality. He is my lovebug. He snuggles with me every chance he gets. He is learning French and has an impeccable accent. He is every bit the “momma’s boy” I was promised when I found out our first child was a boy.
I lost 5….but these three are MINE. They were worth the pain, the waiting, the shots, the failures, the tears, the heartbreak, the invasive procedues…all of it. They are worth it.
My husband had a vasectomy on our 11 year anniversary. Our family is complete. We found our solution. Our pain is long past. Yours will be too. Keep fighting, keep researching…DO NOT GIVE UP. Your sweet family awaits you on way or another!