and it doesn't feel out of place. ♪♫
The rest of the song doesn't really apply, but those first two lines do.
I have a story to share that will explain it all.
7 years ago today my life was turned upside down. Again.
You see...my angel boy was born. Against all odds, he was born. Small. Weak. Fragile. Fighting for his life. Every breath was pumped into his body by a machine.
He weighed less than 3 pounds. We found out a week later that he had bi-lateral Grade III IVH's. We also found out that he had N.E.C, which required emergency surgery. My little boy barely weighed 2 pounds at that point.
When I was 8 weeks pregnant...my body tried to abort him. There was a lot of blood, but he stayed strong. Then, at 18 weeks pregnant, my water broke. We rushed to the hospital, where they performed a myriad of tests. Their conclusion was to tell us to simply "go home and wait for the baby to die."
It was a fight for his life, but we prayed, and we prayed hard. I know I cried, and begged, and pleaded. I'm pretty sure I even attempted to bargain with God.
7 years later, I look back, and remember. I remember the pain that I felt in my heart. The fear that penetrated my every fiber. The anger that I felt towards people having healthy babies. I know it's ridiculous, but I did. I really felt so much anger.
But not anymore. Now, I have a handsome, intelligent, gifted, hilarious, train obsessed little boy. My heart overflows, much like my cup.
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