LJ Idol X.15: "Give it a try," whispered the heart.
"It's impossible,"
said pride.
"It's risky,"
said experience.
"It's pointless,"
said reason.
"Give it a try,"
whispered the heart.
~Author Unknown
Dear Stardust Baby,
I can feel you, your little feet swishing in the darkness of my womb. I can feel your little hands, exploring your world. I hear your heartbeat every time we go to the doctor now and my soul soars free in a way that I had no idea it could.
We had a scan last week, to look at your perfect little body. Your bones, growing strong; your brain, thinking already; your heart, beating so steady.
I saw into your chest, Stardust Baby. Lubdublubdublubdub. It beat so fast, so furious, so determined to make you flourish. Four little, anatomically correct chambers, pumping and moving, dancing. The ultrasound showed my blood, coming through the cord and into your body. It glowed, like magic, like a miracle and I was awed, Stardust Baby. The same magic glowed through you, coming and going and proving that you're alive.
But, the truth is that while I saw your organs, I didn't see your true heart, Stardust Baby. That hasn't been made yet. I am so excited to see who you are, what makes you smile, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. I want to see your true heart, Stardust Baby. I want to see you wear it on your sleeve and encompass all that you love.
I hope you have your father's patience and faith in people. He always believes that people are good and that they mean well. He loves others in a way that very few are privileged enough to see, and even fewer are blessed enough to do. It would be an incredible foundation for you.
I hope you have your Grandma R's ability to love steadfastly. Her love is so unwavering, even when it is tried, that it must be god-sent. I hope you have your Grandpa F's faithful love. He believes so much that his love can change people for the better that it must be true.
I hope you have your Nana L's appreciative love, Stardust Baby. Her love catches the tiny moments, fleeting by so fast, and holds them and builds them to be truly magnificent. I hope you have your Granddaddy G's open love, so that when you meet strangers, they quickly become friends. I hope you have your Papa D's mischievous love, so that no matter how badly someone lets you down, you can find the humor in it.
I hope your heart grows from knowing your Aunts R, T, B and N. They love you so much already, Stardust Baby, that I believe it holds you in grace until you arrive. I hope your heart carries pieces of your Uncles C, B, N and A, so that you learn how to protect and cherish others like they do, and hold them close to you.
I hope your heart is as compassionate as your godmother's and as generous as your godfather's. I hope your heart is as caring as your god-brother M and as adventurous as your god-brother J. You would do so well, Stardust Baby, to learn these traits from them.
As for me, Stardust Baby, you have all my love, and I hope it wraps you and protects you, but never hinders you, nor binds you. I hope you love your life as much as I love mine, knowing you're coming into it. I hope you're as strengthened by this love as I am by the miracle of you.
I hope you get the best of all of us, Stardust Baby. I hope your heart, pieced together from the love given to you, reflects your past, but lights your future. May we provide you stepping stones, so that your heart will heal when bruised, pump when broken, and believe in miracles despite all evidence to the contrary. I hope your heart leads you to happiness.
I hope you love with all your might, Stardust Baby. Follow your heart, it will change your world. It's already changed mine.
Love always,
Mama
This entry was written for therealljidol 10.15: “Patchwork Heart." There may be voting; if so, I will link to the poll.
said pride.
"It's risky,"
said experience.
"It's pointless,"
said reason.
"Give it a try,"
whispered the heart.
~Author Unknown
Dear Stardust Baby,
I can feel you, your little feet swishing in the darkness of my womb. I can feel your little hands, exploring your world. I hear your heartbeat every time we go to the doctor now and my soul soars free in a way that I had no idea it could.
We had a scan last week, to look at your perfect little body. Your bones, growing strong; your brain, thinking already; your heart, beating so steady.
I saw into your chest, Stardust Baby. Lubdublubdublubdub. It beat so fast, so furious, so determined to make you flourish. Four little, anatomically correct chambers, pumping and moving, dancing. The ultrasound showed my blood, coming through the cord and into your body. It glowed, like magic, like a miracle and I was awed, Stardust Baby. The same magic glowed through you, coming and going and proving that you're alive.
But, the truth is that while I saw your organs, I didn't see your true heart, Stardust Baby. That hasn't been made yet. I am so excited to see who you are, what makes you smile, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. I want to see your true heart, Stardust Baby. I want to see you wear it on your sleeve and encompass all that you love.
I hope you have your father's patience and faith in people. He always believes that people are good and that they mean well. He loves others in a way that very few are privileged enough to see, and even fewer are blessed enough to do. It would be an incredible foundation for you.
I hope you have your Grandma R's ability to love steadfastly. Her love is so unwavering, even when it is tried, that it must be god-sent. I hope you have your Grandpa F's faithful love. He believes so much that his love can change people for the better that it must be true.
I hope you have your Nana L's appreciative love, Stardust Baby. Her love catches the tiny moments, fleeting by so fast, and holds them and builds them to be truly magnificent. I hope you have your Granddaddy G's open love, so that when you meet strangers, they quickly become friends. I hope you have your Papa D's mischievous love, so that no matter how badly someone lets you down, you can find the humor in it.
I hope your heart grows from knowing your Aunts R, T, B and N. They love you so much already, Stardust Baby, that I believe it holds you in grace until you arrive. I hope your heart carries pieces of your Uncles C, B, N and A, so that you learn how to protect and cherish others like they do, and hold them close to you.
I hope your heart is as compassionate as your godmother's and as generous as your godfather's. I hope your heart is as caring as your god-brother M and as adventurous as your god-brother J. You would do so well, Stardust Baby, to learn these traits from them.
As for me, Stardust Baby, you have all my love, and I hope it wraps you and protects you, but never hinders you, nor binds you. I hope you love your life as much as I love mine, knowing you're coming into it. I hope you're as strengthened by this love as I am by the miracle of you.
I hope you get the best of all of us, Stardust Baby. I hope your heart, pieced together from the love given to you, reflects your past, but lights your future. May we provide you stepping stones, so that your heart will heal when bruised, pump when broken, and believe in miracles despite all evidence to the contrary. I hope your heart leads you to happiness.
I hope you love with all your might, Stardust Baby. Follow your heart, it will change your world. It's already changed mine.
Love always,
Mama
This entry was written for therealljidol 10.15: “Patchwork Heart." There may be voting; if so, I will link to the poll.