It's 5:30 am and I'm laying in bed thinking of the life and the person my little one will have and be and how I can only hope to be a loving and supporting mother to my child throughout their life. I pray for an open relationship with my kid, one where they know they can come to me for anything and everything regardless of the circumstances. I will be raising my child with an open mind. Giving them the liberty to because whoever or whatever they want to be so long as they are happy with who they see when they look in the mirror. I never want my child to feel alone. I want to fill them so full of love that no matter where they are or what happens in their life they know they are never by themselves. They are always loved and thought of and cares for to the absolute best of my ability. I love my baby so much and I can't wait to see thet little face on that ultrasound screen soon again. I can't wait to hold their little body in my arms where I will protect them until the day I die. I've always felt there was something missing in my life. Where I never quite felt whole. This little life growing within me has filled that hole. I can't wait to thank them for that for the rest of my life.