Last night before I jumped into bed, I peeked into the mirror and stared at my 28 weeks belly but this time it was different. I wasn’t thinking about having stretch marks or my huge bump but instead I had a flash back to the day I found out you existed.
That moment when I stared at the mirror and I looked down at my stomach thinking about the little person that was growing inside me. You were a tiny dot at that stage but already I felt a connection with you.
I fell in love with you from the moment I found out that you existed. It didn’t matter if you were a boy or a girl. I just knew you are a gift from God, chosen for me.
To be honest, the first 12 weeks were quite scary for me. I kept on thinking: “What if I lose you?” I prayed for your well being and I thanked God for every week we made it through. It was your grandparents, mommy’s friends and God who were my strength during this crucial time.
This pregnancy was harder but I smiled through it all. I smiled every time the numbers increased on the scale, I smiled every time I struggled to turn in bed and I smiled every time I feel you move inside my tummy because I knew that soon my arms and heart will be filled with more love than pain and discomfort.
Even though my body changed, you’re worth it.
There were days you made me tired physically and emotionally but feeling your little flutters made everything okay. It reminded me about the life that was growing inside me and how blessed I am to experience this.
I remember the first time I saw you on the ultrasound, you had a strong heart beat that sang a tune of love to my ears. It filled my eyes with tears and reminded me again how special motherhood is. It was beautiful. I knew I was chosen for this.
Afterwards every time I saw you, I smiled with joy. I knew you were getting stronger and bigger and I was relieved knowing that everything was going to be okay.
From that day onwards, your DaddyLolo and Nanay gets excited every day and suggested a name for you. Since you are their first grandchild, I let them decide. They suggested a name that means “A gift from God” and got your nickname from them too. I couldn’t agree more.
You are about to leave your comfort zone and come out to the real world. I want you to know that I will always try my best to be the best mother I can be.
I promise to love you unconditionally.
I promise to kiss you goodnight and hug you when you are feeling down. I can’t promise to protect you from everything because the world we live in is crazy. You will learn on your own how to live in it. You will have to fight for what you believe in and be strong but I promise to try my best to raise you into a man who every woman would want to marry…
Remember that we love you and you’re our little blessing. Our family got an angel that will be our lucky charm.
83 days until I meet you…
83 days until I hold you…
And 83 days until I get to call you mine…
Your DaddyLolo, Nanay, Tito Rj, Ashely, Tinongs and Tinangs are patiently waiting for you arrival
I will love and protect you forever.
