Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Wow, I think this is an easy one. I hope that I never have to bury one of my children. I don't know that I could live if something every happened to one of them. The thought alone makes me cry.
I can remember the day I found out I was pregnant with my daughter. It was October 18, 1994...I was...haha you thought I was going to tell you my age didn't ya! Anyway, I was scared, I didn't know what I was going to do. I was young, just a baby myself. How was I going to care for a baby? As time went by and my belly grew, I became more fearful. Could I love a child the way they deserved to be loved? Could I be a good mom?
Then it happened...I went into labor, and I was terrified. All those questions came rushing back. I wasn't just going to be carrying around this baby in my belly anymore. She would be born and she would depend on me. I was scared to death, and not ready for it. When I finally had her, when she let out that first cry, my heart exploded. Suddenly I was a mom, and I found out what unconditional love was. When they put her in my arms, I cried. I cried how could I have ever questioned. Being a mom, the love that explodes in your heart, comes so easily.
When I got pregnant with my second, I again freaked, didn't know what I was going to do, how I was going to make it. Then I held my son in my arms, and there was no doubt in my mind that God had blessed me with the two most beautiful and perfect children.
I never want to lose them, ever!














