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Her name is Poppie Rose she has ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes. Unconditional love from the start she owns and has captured my heart.
When do I stop. When do I realize it's enough. Why does it have to be me who has it so tough. There are many out there who are evil and perverse. Yet do You burden them with an infertility curse.
Shopping around and having fun, Little shoes and hats for the sun... Wrapped in pink or baby blue, But none for me... All for you. Tiny shoes, she'll be in style, When I see them I give you a smile.
Mary smiled at Anna and Peter then turned swiftly to her room her face red with embarrassment and closed the door.
She gently caresses his face. Tracing every line and crease. How she loved this face of his. This love would never cease. Walking around the family home. She stares at where she would sit.
She would have ebony eyes, raven ringlets, and skin a cinnamon cream. The taste of winter on her tongue and the warmth of summer in between. Carefree and independent with a tight grip on my hips.
My little cherub. Is what you are to me. From the somersaults in the womb. To the life you breathe now. Is something so precious. And very beautiful. With your blonde hair.
I'd love to be pregnant To have a little bump To feel my baby growing To feel myself get plump A tummy big and round A tummy full of love My husband's hand hoping To feel our little bub The...
I'd love to be pregnant To have a little bump To feel my baby growing To feel myself get plump A tummy big and round A tummy full of love My husband's hand hoping To feel our little bub The...
Before I was a Mom I made and ate hot meals. I had unstained clothing. I had quiet conversations on the phone.
When I was little I wanted to be so much At seven, a nun At eight, a police woman Nine til twelve, a bar maid Thirteen til sixteen, a jockey Seventeen til eighteen, an actress Eighteen til twenty...
I never got to hear you laugh, you never saw me cry, didn't get a chance to say "Hello" you never said "Goodbye" I didn't think that I could feel so sad, lost and all forlorn.
Went to bed last night with a head like hell. Into a deep deep sleep I fell. Not even the loud crack of thunder. Dare rouse me from my slumber. The morning I woke, head is still sore.
Before I had my baby I could just get up and go whenever and where ever I wanted, sleep, eat and shower when I wanted…& now I can still do those things… just after he eats, after he sleeps, after he...
Little angel, sent from God To a desperate mother in need, You touched the hearts of those you loved, With every word and deed.
As I start to wake. And slowly come too. I begin to think of things to do. I lay there warm wrapped up so fine. Planing ahead to try and have time.
Chapter 2: Past Starts (Part 1) Denny The house was always quiet when Jace was out and my new home was no different. Sadly, my new neighbours weren’t as welcoming as the Turners had been.
All our lives we have been told that we must work toward something.
For @aleishagayle20 Enjoy and I hope you don't mind!. XxX Mummy why do you have to go again today. I want you to stay with me and play. One day, little man, you will understand.
Everyone else is doing one, and being the sheep that I am.....
'Yo, Ho. Haul together, Hoist the colours high.
A mother to her child , No matter good bad or even the worst . She lived through heartaches , emotional breakdowns , sweat and tears . She is the one who loves you unconditionally .
Ok ivf for a second baby I'm finding more stressful than for my first, we were very lucky the first time around nhs give u one cycle and we were lucky enough for everything to run to clockwork and...
A child, born or unborn is a magical creature, a love that is born and not found. They are the true essence of everything that is good and divine.