Remember this room?

 I had my post-birth checkup this week, and the nurse put me in the same room I almost always went in to see my obstetrician. As I sat there waiting for her I thought about the first and second times I had ever been in that room. The first time I wasn’t sure this day would come. There was no heartbeat on the monitor. I returned a week later. 

It was in that room that I knew Jackson was real. He had a beating heart. Teeny-tiny but alive. 

And here we are now. He is beautiful, and he is ours.   
    
   

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One Response to Remember this room?

  1. MrKnowBody says:

    Beautiful boy congrats. Having a baby makes you feel scared about things you didn’t know existed

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