Thirty-eight weeks went by, then another fifty-five. My little Blueberry has sprouted up and grown before my eyes. From an embryo to a toddler, the days have flown by. Days I was so sure would never end were there and gone. A heart that I thought would never be fully healed is full of love, overflowing with love and adoration for my new family. Single and thinking I would be alone forever to having a boyfriend that drives me crazy, a son that I can't imagine living without and three wonderful step-children that I love like my own little boy. Life takes turns and comes upon the unexpected with every one. With James I had a unicorn. When it was lost, I thought I would never know that joy again. Life took a couple of turns and I found a Pegasus coming out of the woods.
When Julian was born, I thought my heart would burst with joy. But, in that day and moment, the healing that I required started with vigor. Every smile, sleepy yawn and snuggle wrapped my heart in healing bandages. Every day that passed drove pain from me until here I sit, with a smile on my face, my children around me and words flowing from my heart. There is nothing in this world I would rather be than mother to these children. Nowhere that I would rather be than right here in my home with my family.
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