But when I got pregnant, all these fears begin to subside. As my baby grows inside me, so did my love for him grew. It is impossible not to love my own child so much even though I have not seen him. With all my worries occupying my mind then, I forgot how magical the feeling of being pregnant is until I went thru it again . But this time it is more amazing because I have an elder son who is so excited to see his brother. I guess, that is also the reason why pregnancy takes 9 months, to give moms and dads (and siblings too!) time to adjust and be prepared to the new addition to the family. Even if it was difficult, knowing and feeling the baby inside me makes every pain worth it. As my pregnancy progresses, I know that things will change especially after I gave birth, but I welcome it wholeheartedly. We will adjust as a family and we will definitely make room for the newest member of it.
Now, my new baby is home with us. One thing I realized is that
my heart has enough space for everybody. During my pregnancy, as my baby grows, so is a portion of
my heart occupied by him too. The love I have for my firstborn will always be
there and will always belong to him. My second son, also has
my wholehearted love. Each of them gets 100% of love. And I believe that is how a parents' heart is; it will never run out of space no matter how many children there are. Each of them is precious and special no matter if they are the first, second, or even the last child. The heart may seems small but it its power to love is limitless and endless.
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