yes they are all mine!!: Proud!!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Proud!!

I am Pretty PROUD of the pictures I took of Cavin for his 4th bday!! I have such a cute little 4 year old!!! Love ya Buddy!!

4 comments:

Jennifer said...: You captured Cavin!! Love the pics!!; September 14, 2009 at 2:13 PM
Anonymous said...: Love the picture of Cavin! He is so cute. growing up to fast. glad he had a good birthday. keep the pictures coming we enjoy them so much. love Grandma; September 14, 2009 at 7:44 PM
bows and more said...: He is stinking CUTE! You are one good photographer!; September 15, 2009 at 1:45 AM
Anonymous said...: So sorry i haven't been in touch lately. I love the pic's of Cavie,he is a little doll! Enjoyed your latest post alot. Take Care,GJ; September 19, 2009 at 11:29 AM

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The Day I Became A Heart Mother

The Day I Became a Heart Mother

One day my world came crashing down,
I'll never be the same.
They told me that my child was sick.
I thought, "am I to blame"?
I don't think I can handle this.
I am really not that strong.
It seemed my heart was breaking.
I have loved him for so long.

I will not give up on this child.
I will listen to your advice.
I will give my child any chance.
No matter what the price.
I will learn all that I need to help my child thrive.
I'll even use that feeding tube.
My child must survive!

Will he need a lot of therapy?
Will he gain the needed weight?
Please God, help me do this.
I will accept our fate.

When the monitors beep at night, it serves as my reminder.
How many parents would love that sound.
Tomorrow I will be kinder.
As another Angel earns his wings,
I run to my child's bed.
I watch him sleep for quite a while.
I bend down and kiss his head.
I cry for the parents whose hearts have been broken.
I look to You wondering why?
Oh Lord, I just can't know your ways....no matter how I try.

And yet, I trust you hold his life, and guide us through each day.
My mind says savor each moment he's here,
but my heart begs, "PLEASE let him stay"!

From pacing the surgical waiting room, to sitting by his bed. From wishing for a good nights sleep, to learning every med.
From wondering, "will he be alright?", to watching him reach out his hands.
With every smile my heart just melts, despite life's harsh demands.

For all who see that faded line.
I look to them and smile.
You see my child is loved so much.
I would face ANY trial.
That scar I trace with my finger (It's the door to his beautiful heart).
God must have known how much I'd love him (Just as He loved him from the start).

A heart mom is always a heart mom.
Now wise beyond her years.
For those who have angels in heaven,
Our hearts share in all of your tears.

Every day I will try and remember,
I was chosen for him (and no other).
I will always embrace that beautiful day.......
When I became a "Heart Mother".

- Author Unknown