@Lois 15 June 2020

My Baby Love

She came like a ray of hope from the heavens. A hope that all is not lost for me. A hope that I can be better and do better. I had her at 36, turning 37. My first baby, a prime baby. Before her, I was a chainsmoker and a coffee addict. She was a month in my belly before i knew she was growing inside me. When I confirmed her existence, I dropped smoking and coffee without a second thought. Because of her I am stronger, braver and more firm. I have to protect myself for her; my heart, my physical health, my mental health. I want to be there for her always. Through her, I understood the fears and worries of my parents. All the "NOs" and the scoldings. Now, too, I pray everyday that I could protect her from everyone who would mean her harm ang everything that would harm her. My daughter, my love. She is me and my everything. We still have a long way to go. She's turning 4 this August and I hope that I am being a good mom to her because she is and will always be a blessing to me.