Dear Harper and Sam,
One year ago I received a phone call that I'll never forget. It was a nurse calling from my doctor's office. I checked my voicemail from work and heard words I thought I may never hear again: "Jen, I'm calling you today to tell you that you are finally pregnant. Your levels look good, this looks like a healthy pregnancy." My heart skipped a beat (or twenty) and I held it together long enough to excuse myself to find a bathroom where I could weep joyful tears.
Somehow I made it through the rest of the day without telling a soul. Your dad didn't know I was going to the lab that morning. I woke up thinking there was no point to remind him, because if he didn't know then maybe he wouldn't ask the results and then maybe those words I had come all too familiar with saying while holding back tears every month for the last two years wouldn't need to be spoken out loud.
But this time...finally, after lots of tests, shots and procedures I was able to share happy news. News that included tears of a very different kind. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I picked up a card for Dad on my way home from work. It was signed, "love baby Bradley #2." I didn't know you were actually #2 and # 3 yet! Your dad was sitting at the kitchen table, working on a project with Ben. His eyes told me he didn't need a reminder of what the day held. He didn't know what it meant when I handed him the card...after he read it, he looked up at me with the biggest smile ever and said "no way!" I believe my response was: "way!"
Without getting into too much detail it goes without saying that the two of you, along with your big brother are complete miracles. Of course every parent believes this of their children (and rightfully so!), but you kids? My beautiful, precious babies? You are OUR miracles and the sweetest blessings we could ever dream of. There isn't a day that goes by where I don't thank my lucky stars for you.
January 19th, 2012 will be a day I will always remember. It also happens to be the day before Ben's birthday. He wanted so badly to have a baby brother or sister. Little did we know we were about to give him both! And that story will come to you via "One Year...Part Two!"
Love,
Your Grateful Mama
What a sweet letter! It brought tears to my eyes. It is so completely the little things (your last blog) and the big things (like this blog) that are so worthy of our time in life. Way to capture it is words, Jen. :) -Allison
ReplyDeleteThank you for the sweet comment, Allison! Hope 2013 is off to a great start for you and your family!
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