Michael Dominic Moser
In a few hours, God Bless, you will be in our arms. It's 2 am and I am cautiously listening to your every heartbeat. There is no feeling in the world like the worry of everything being alright. I wonder what you will look like, but most importantly that you will arrive safely. tired dad is sleeping in a chair, poor thing.
I have so many hopes for you. My heart is so full of love and my head full of worry. I've known from the moment I saw a positive confirmation of your creation that I would never be the same. Everyday of this journey has been a careful anticipation of your arrival. And here we are the last hours that we will be connected physically, but I know that we will always be spiritually connected. Naturally, I will always do my best to protect you and shield you from the pains of the world. Someday when you have your own children you could only know how i am feeling. It is a powerful love when you are a parent. We will have times when you are set on doing your own thing and may be resistant but I understand you will grow into being your own person. Every parent wants the best for their child- for you I know there is a heart of gold with the best intentions. In my dreams we have met, I cannot wait to meet you for real.More than anything in this world, we love you and always will.
This is a blog about randomness, healing, and pregnancy after a late term loss.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
34
Today I am 34. Mid 30's do not make me feel old, just to wonder where have the years gone. No regrets, life is a series of events and moments that add to the other. Nothing you have ever done, seen or heard has not calculated to this moment. It makes us who we are. Our soul is in a contract that we agreed to long ago. Yes something's in that contract suck, but these events are of some other influence and in the end we will only realize.
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