Dear Pookah,
Let me tell you a story.
On the day before Thanksgiving, 9 years ago, I was at work and started spotting.
I was pregnant you see, but only about 10 weeks.
I spotted on and off all day and finally got an appointment to go see the Doctor right before they closed for the holidays at 5pm.
When we got there, they confirmed what I already knew, the baby was gone. I had had what they call a missed AB. The baby was still inside, but no heartbeat.
Your Daddy and I were devastated.
It was by far, the worst Thanksgiving ever. And I thought I would never like Thanksgiving again.
But God is good.
Because exactly a year later, on the day before Thanksgiving, I went into Labor. And on Thanksgiving Day you, my baby boy, were born.
You are my miracle.
So if it seems like I always hold you close, this is why.
If it seems like we love on you a lot, this is why
You are our light. Our Joy. Our gift from God
My proof that this too shall pass, that God always has a plan and that everything happens for a reason.
Happy Birthday Pookah Bear Baby.
Love Mama
Emily
Friday 22nd of December 2017
Your son is adorable! Happy 8th birthday kiddo. Mine turned 7 in November, and all I can think is 'Where does the time go?' Children are such a light and joy in our lives <3.
Melanie Edwards
Wednesday 29th of November 2017
Oh my goodness. Serendipity. What a story and I'm glad you're able to share it with your sweet boy (and us). Thanksgiving means so much more to your family. Many blessings to you!
Clarissa
Sunday 26th of November 2017
Thank you for sharing your story. The story of your sweet miracle boy. Wishing him a very happy birthday!