First things first, I FOUGHT FOR YOU LITTLE GIRL!!

Being constantly told, I can’t handle another child it’ll be best if you just abort blah blah blah [I fought for you.]

At one point I started to believe it, but I kept having this nagging feeling telling me don’t do it. Then I started bleeding. I thought I was miscarrying. I told myself oh great won’t have to have an abortion, I’ll just miscarry. Took myself to the ER explained my symptoms. They checked me out and sent me to get a ultrasound. There it is, a heartbeat.

“There’s a strong heartbeat. Congratulations.”

Feeling guilty because at this point I can’t fathom having another child. They prescribed some meds saying I have an UTI and that I was dehydrated. Then two weeks later I start randomly bleeding.

I bleed the first three months, making multiple trips to the ER and every time I’d see and hear your heart beating. Then finally around the New Year after many failed attempts to abort. I stop pressing the issue and just accepted this Baby is here to stay and is a fighter.

So, I have to start fighting back and not accept any ol thing.

Just now, I felt your heart beating and I am so glad I fought tooth and nail to carry and have you.

I spent months carrying you and couldn’t imagine what my life would be like w/you here and now I can’t imagine my life w/o you.

I’m sorry you felt all those ill feelings and heard all those arguments. Felt all the bad things I was feeling while carrying you. I loved the first time I heard your heart beat in that ER and I fought for you. You’ve given me strength I never knew I had and I am FOREVER grateful for that.

I love you.