You are so loved. I haven't met you yet, you haven't even been conceived yet; even so, you are so loved. I have dreams of you. Full of shining bright eyes, perfect little toes, cute little fingers, adorable curling hair. And then I wake up. I hold fiercely to that picture of you. You are so loved.
Did you know you're a miracle? Did you know you're my life's goal? I can't wait to see you, hold you, love you, rock you to sleep.
I just haven't met you yet.
I'm waiting on my miracle. I think maybe Cinderella's Fairy Godmother said it best:
My perfect miracle, I will hold you someday. But until then, you my dear, are so loved.
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