“I told my husband something was wrong. I finally laid down, only to be woken by my doorbell minutes later.”
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“I told my husband something was wrong. I finally laid down, only to be woken by my doorbell minutes later.”
“I was 20, homeless, and spiraling out of control. I never imagined myself as ‘that girl’ who got pregnant. I’d known the father for a month and had no clear future ahead of me. ‘I’m so sorry I could not be ready for you,’ I kept telling my son. 48 hours. That is how long he was ours. I wanted this stranger in my stomach to have a chance at life.”
“I found myself sobbing on the bathroom floor. Everyone around me seemed to sneeze on command, get pregnant, and deliver a baby. But why couldn’t we?”
“She tells all her friends that I built it for her and that ‘I can do anything.’ That’s the best part.”
“On that day, in that church, there was no black or white, there was just love, and man…. there was SO much of it.”
“I am still in shock that our little boy was sleeping on my lap, throwing the football, running around with the dog and just starting to show as being sick. And today he is on life support,” his mother wrote when the harrowing ordeal began.
“I never imagined they would actually do it, but a little while later, a child life specialist showed up at the door with sparkly polish.”
“My mind started to spin. How could a boy be running and playing every day with that big of a tumor?”
“He first called my friend and asked her for a date, but she said, ‘No thank you.’ Elmer then called me. I was annoyed and unsure about this Elmer guy, but I gave him a chance and said, ‘Okay, why not.’”
“My sweet, soulful oldest baby boy was sharing in on this moment so deeply, with us. Taking in every breath, right along with us!”