Sometimes, intrusive thoughts creep in. Sometimes, the fear overwhelms my entire body and I feel stuck, frozen, numb. I know she has sleep cycles, I know her normal, yet, the thought comes up in mind and I start to panic. Every minute that passes feels like an eternity. Every moment she’s asleep, the fear inflates the thought of losing her, too. It’s crippling. It can happen at home, at work, driving, laying in bed. How can this be my life? How can this be my story? I wish it were different. It’s love. Love is what makes this mama’s heart fear for your life, my sweet little love. I hope you come before your due date. That way I spend less time imagining you and more time holding you, watching you breathe, moving. Waiting for you, my sweet babygirl 💜 ✨ Originally written August 31, 2023 ✨
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