All days we found out we were pregnant with Madison, then Faith, and then Abrielle.
September 6th will forever be imprinted in my mind. Dan and I were just talking about it before he went to work right now, and I find it ridiculous to think back at how I nearly hyperventilated when we found out we were pregnant with our Breezer. Honestly, I get embarrassed at the way I reacted. But, I know that I was only preoccupied with worries instead of joy for reasons that only meant well.
I was overtaken with the enormous worry of, how will I ever be able to split my love equally between three if I thought it was hard enough to divide it between two? That thought still sometimes creeps into my mind, and I worry about making sure I feel confident at the end of the day that Maddie, Faith, and Abrie each went to sleep knowing how very, very much their Momma loves them.
It's crazy though. If there's one thing I've learned it is that my love has not been divided at all. It has expanded. Threefold. Period.
It's crazy because Abrielle was born, and I remember thinking that this was the way it was supposed to always be. I couldn't even remember anymore what it had been like without her. I will always remember this day in September and look back on it and remember that even then, my Breeze was with me. She was that force that kept telling me it would all work out, and it has. Perfectly.
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