The Gift I Wanted...

I wanted an iPad for Christmas.
I got that.
Thanks, I have a wonderful husband.

What a really wanted,
I would have given up all presents for.
You may have heard my sobbing, broken heart this morning.
No baby for us.

I hurt for me
And I hurt for Ronnie.
I hurt for those hopes and dreams that seem hard to claim.

We lay in bed the other morning dreaming of the day we have children of our own to share Christmas with. We talked of the traditions we would like to pass on from our own families. It was so beautiful an so full of joy and hope. This morning I lay in that same bed and sobbed and prayed trying to mend my broken heart.

My Christmas Presents!!!!

Those who know and love me may suggest that I am impatient.

I like to think of it as determination.

So you can imagine how "determined" I was to find out what was in

the large box sitting under my Christmas tree.

Ronnie was equally determined not to give any hints.

Christmas morning I opened it up!

I found a juicer!

Inside the juicer box I also found another gift,

Beautiful earrings!!!

By the way,

My favourtie juice is banana and mango!

A week after Christmas.

Ronnie and I got another present.

I discovered I was pregnant.

Yea! Hip hip hooray!

A natural conception too.

As you can imagine.

We were estatic.

Unfortunately, that little embryo,

Didn't stick around for the party either.

I misscarried.