For a brief moment, we were a family of four.
It was just for the weekend, of course, and it was our little secret. Your presence felt most vivid in our minds, yet not entirely absent.
That second faint line? Yep, it was real. The doctor caught it, I saw it (you) too. You were just a whisper of a being, but you were there—a flicker of hope.
And those few days? Oh, they were lovely. The planning, the dreaming, and the (cautious) celebrations. We both understood it was too soon to fully let our hearts leap into joy. That delicate line that hinted at your existence could easily vanish by morning. But still, how could we resist the surge of hope?
The last weekend of summer turned out to be our only weekend with you. Your big brother, blissfully unaware, ran around with joy. I felt you both—what a privilege to be a mom of two! One child grasping my hand, both filling my heart, and you, the great unknown.
Then, in the blink of an eye, you were gone.
We spent that fleeting weekend at Story Land, which was just perfect. Isn’t it funny how in those early moments, we become part of the narratives our parents weave about us?
In another time, we might never have known you even existed. Without early testing, there would have been no tears to shed. But still, I’m grateful we knew.
That last summer weekend—our only one together—was simply wonderful.
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In summary, those few days filled with anticipation and dreams of a future family were precious, even if they were all too brief.