Pregnancy is the privilege of experiencing God's miracles on earth. "in my flesh shall I see God". Nowhere is this more apparent than in the experience of a pregnancy. Science has made it possible to witness the baby's growth on a sonogram. Once you see that, there's no turning back. Watching and feeling this little miracle grow inside you, knowing that one day you will hold this child in your hands is one of the greatest gifts that can be experienced.
A soul is inside me, awaiting a life.
Eyes yet to open with wonder and delight.
A mouth yet to laugh, expressions untold.
To love and be loved, a hand yet to hold.
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For My Mommy (the cry of an unborn child)
Hello Mommy, this is me, your baby-
I'm just a tiny someone,
I loved this poem so much, it made me cry. I am totally against abortion. No baby should be murdered by its mother. It is sad to see children God has made being murdered. If you can't take...
I trot along the yellow brick road
In search for something I need,
Passing the Lion, Tin Man, and the Scarecrow,
But not interest in any of these three.
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Current mood: determined
Natalie, my sweet little baby
I love you with all my life....
I have a Natalie, too, and I'm sure we have done all of those things. She's my Christmas in July baby, which is perfect. She always starts shopping early for her Christmas presents--probably...
Tiny movements like tiny kicks
Tiny baby, a mother's bliss
Can't wait to give the tiny you
Huge hugs and lots of kisses too ...
I Know You Can't See Me
I'm Tucked Away
Close To Christmas Is
My Arrival Day...
This poem is perfect my daugther is pregnant and her Due Date is 12/24/2016.
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How did I let this happen?
What happened?
This can not be?
Not me? ...
I'm writing to you as the mother of a son who we were fortunate to adopt because of a young girl of 15 in your situation. It was a match that had to be made in Heaven, I have no doubt! We...
I was told by you that you were with child
I was scared for you and I tried to smile
We had one last summer and fall, just you and I
The bulging belly tells a story
Her naked hand is a cause for shame
She is scared
And alone
I can sense the real art of poetry and l like it .
Womb of the mother
In which resides the hope of the world
True paradigm of
Love...
Being pregnant is hard but I got my family and friends to be there for me to help me get through my pregnancy oh what love and when I feel my bundle of joy moving inside me it feels weird!...
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