From the moment I learned that I was pregnant with you, I knew that I had been blessed. I made a commitment to myself, God and the universe that I would do everything within my power to protect and ensure your birth.
Since I was a little girl, I felt instinctively that the prospect of having a child was grim. I always thought that if I did have a child, it would be a boy. So imagine, my dear, sweet, angel, how excited I was when I learned that I would give birth to a beautiful baby girl.
Every day I prayed for you. Every day I sang to you, talked to you, played music for you and rubbed oil on my belly to feel you and let you know how loved you are. I read everything I could to learn as much about you as possible. As you continued to grow in my womb, I relished the moments when you would kick and move and even learned that you had a schedule. Almost 6 months later, that schedule is the same and we are more connected than ever.
My precious little Petunia. I’ve never felt such a special connection with another soul. I am so blessed to have received such a beautiful gift that is you. At your birth, I cried with happiness that I’ve never known. Whenever I hold you I feel that our souls merge. I understand you and will always be there for you, no matter what and I have told you this every day since your birth. You can always count on me. Not a day goes by that I don’t thank God for the little blessing that He has given me.
My tiny, little love, you make me so happy. Your beautiful smile and energetic and dynamic personality will take you far in life and I will be your support.
With all my love,
Mommy