the hardest part is not seeing him, or talking to him BUT..... everyday it gets easier!!!! &&& everyday God is Mending my broken heart a little more!!!
Trigger. Our precious boy Last night, December 8th, 2015, at 9:58pm, our sweet precious baby boy was born sleeping. We spent 5 wonderful hours with him: holding him, talking to him, singing to him, mourning him, praying for him, and weeping over him.
I swear it gets bigger everyday, but I'll be 39 weeks Friday ❤
u don't have a job, yet manage to smoke damn near everyday.....👀 so tired of him 😡😡😡
I know most women don't believe me but my baby is moving. I feel him/her almost everyday. And it's the best feeling. 😍☺
It’s breaking my heart leaving him everyday. It seems to hit me at night that my little boy isn’t with me. Everyday is one day closer to bringing my little bundle home.
