To My Tiny Blob of Cells

I’m writing this with a photograph of you in my hand. A photograph taken when you were six days new. Just a collection of cells too small to see with the naked eye, but containing so much potential. So much hope.

Your Dad and I had been through a lot to get you to that point, and I was afraid that once you were back inside my tummy it wouldn’t be enough. That I couldn’t take good enough care of you. I was afraid you would fade and slip away, taking a piece of my heart with you.

But yesterday, ten days after that photograph was taken, I took the most nerve wracking test of my entire life – worse than my driving test or University finals. A plastic stick that would either fulfill or shatter our dreams. It was the test that would tell us if you were still there.

 

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And just like that, you made your presence known by a second pink line.

Already you will have grown and changed since we saw you in the laboratory where you started you life. And now I feel full of new hope that you will go on doing so. And I will do my very best to keep you safe, whatever it takes.

When you’re older, and we tell you the story of how you came to be, I hope that there will be no doubt about just how loved and wanted you are.

You are our longed for second child. And I can’t wait to meet you.

All my love always,

Your Mummy xxx

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24 Replies to “To My Tiny Blob of Cells”

    1. Thank you so much Katie! Obviously got all the fun and games of diabetic pregnancy to come now! And I have absolutely everything crossed that you will be in this place very soon x

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