I 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦’𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. ❤️
I remember the sparkle in your eyes. You ALWAYS wanted one more baby! I remember the excitement. The nerves.
I remember the day you told me what they said. That she was a girl. A GIRL! Ahhh!
And I remember when you told me they said she’d be born a princess.
A Trisomy 21 warrior princess.
The flood of emotions. The hopes. The fears.
I remember the day they told you her heart didn’t work the right way.
The tears. The statistics. The worry.
I remember the extra appointments,
the extra anxiety, the extra JOY.
I remember feeling Esmae kick, giving your belly a squeeze before the day before she was born, + holding her a few days later in the NICU all wrapped up like a tiny lightning bug.
Today, I will remember waking up on my knees- praying for her tiny heart, for the surgeon’s hands, and for some semblance of peace for you.
And I will never forget dropping to my knees in HAPPY tears today when you said her surgery was a complete success. And you’d be seeing her soon.
You are my bravest friend.
The most incredible mother.
I’m in awe of you.
You made it through today.
You will make it through tomorrow.
And I can’t wait for Esmae to grow up so we can celebrate today as one of the most important of her life.
AND so I can brag to her about what an incredible mom she has. ❤️
I love you.
#mybestfriend #trisomy21princess #prayforesmae