The rules are pretty simple. One word. Five minutes of writing. No editing.
Nine weeks.
In nine weeks I will meet you.
I have carried you for 31 weeks.
You will fill our arms in nine weeks.
You will make our family complete.
You, little sir, will be baby boy number four.
Nine more weeks.
Will I be enough for you?
Will I be able to fill these Momma shoes?
I don't know that I do enough as it is now.
I want so badly to be the best for you.
Will I?
Nine weeks.
Nine weeks of kicking and hickups.
Nine weeks of feeling like I'm stuffing all my shirts with a watermelon.
Nine weeks.
I'll see you then little guy.
Beautiful! I love the honesty you shared!
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-Andrea
Congratulations! And best wishes for the days to come!
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