Mother’s Day 2010, the day I found out I was going to be a Mom. I remember the two pink lines on the pregnancy test and the immediate joy I felt to finally have them.
Three years of trying and it was finally happening. Looking back, I think the first sign something wasn’t right was when they placed my 6 lb.
15oz little girl in my arms that I had been dying to meet for the last 38 weeks, I instantly started sobbing. Not necessarily tears of happiness, not exactly sadness.
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