Healing is a process. Even 8 years later, I am still in the process of healing.
In last week friends of our received horrible news. After years of trying to conceive a baby naturally they started IVF treatment and fell pregnant with one precious little one. In last week they found out the baby’s heart stopped at 16 weeks gestation. I was devastated. Being a part of someone else’s journey, is such an immense honour, you share in their excitement, you hold your breath with them and the loss is real. I cannot begin to imagine what it must be like being in the situation.
Every baby is a miracle and when a baby is conceived, grows and develops and is born healthy – it is such a blessing.
And this is where it ties in with my personal experience.
9 Years ago, a foolish girl fell pregnant. I was ignorant, I was selfish and I was completely unaware of this precious gift I was given. I often thought “it” would go away. “It” didn’t go away, Logan was born healthy and strong against all odds.
Logan saved me.
My baby boy came into the world and he saved me from myself. There were loads of tough times, we pulled through. Somehow this amazing little one gave me enough drive to push. To do better. To be better.
Today instead of feeling guilty over my careless thoughts as a 19 year old, I am going to remember what Logan gave me. He gave me the strength to push harder, to be better and to get to the top. And while we figure out how to sort out his concentration issues at school, I will remind Logan that he is a fighter and he will come out on top.
Baby Logan and Mom
Coffee at Irene Dairy Farm, still a firm favourite
This photo always makes me smile
What a sexy little boy!