I’ve tried a million times (Seriously. A MILLION.) to write this entry celebrating NikkiZ’s six month birthday. However, I have no ability to put into words exactly what I’m feeling. (I bet this is why I got a rejection letter from ClubMom. That and my distaste for proper grammar and/or spelling.) Let’s just say she rocks my world in many ways. Hell she rocks my SOCKS. Because nothing expresses the true sentiment of this sweet moment than the words of Dr. Seuss.
We went through a lot of heartache and loss before we got pregnant with NikkiZ. Nothing will ever erase that. Then the pregnancy itself threw us some curves we had to navigate and the anxiety I suffered? MY GOD – THE ANXIETY. I feared losing her every day of the 40 weeks. Hell, I feared it day AND night. Looking back on that I wish I could give that girl a hug and say, “It will be okay. It will be better than ‘okay’ – it will be PERFECT.”
Because it is. In every way.