i knew that a boy would be different from a girl. everyone was talking about it. i also knew that my second pregnancy was very different from the first, so no doubt about it things would be a little bit different.
i didn't get sad until the very end. when i held my best little girlfriends hand and told her over and over again how happy that her baby brother was going to be to finally meet her. we'd talk about what she would do, and she always said she'd scream. she'd show off her silly face. and she would remind him that she was "BIG SIS".
bro came.
it was a magical moment in my life. magic isn't the word, it was more soft than magic. it wasn't surprising how easily he came or how happy i felt to hold him and share my new love with my true love. the best part was having our whole family gathered hours after our boy arrived and feeling so close to heaven.
the argument on his name was tiring and frustrating. but i knew whatever name he went by he would always be mine.
the love i have for my sweet angel boy is so refreshing. his presence is the calming force i need in my life. he just holds my attention when i am near him. because he is so pure and reserved. he is all i ever wanted and i thank the my heavenly father for blessing me when he saw fit.
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