Some people have to work so much harder to get their baby.
There are empty nurseries and years of childless Christmases.
And some get pregnant completely by accident. Stomp, stomp! Not fair!
Heartbreak is sometimes the beginning of destiny.
Last week a young, teenage girl held her child close to her heart, then gave her to another mother. My brother, Eric, and his wife, Cassie, became parents for the first time.
Good thing Eric’s other antics were kept so secret – whew! Close call.
But now there seems double the love: A birth mother. A new mother. A new father. Over the moon.
And while it is doubtful I will ever meet that young girl (who happens to look like Cassie and who I feel I already know), I love her forever for her gift, for giving us Scout Olivia.
Meet Scout. Yes! That’s her name! It was obviously meant to be since Gregor would never let me use that name and I thought he was just being mean, but no, the name was just meant for this baby! Named after one of our most favorite literary heroines of all time, she’s meant for great things. Can’t you just tell with those alert ears and thoughtful tilt of the head and intense pacifier concentration?
Catch a Falling Star – From Trafalgars Square on Etsy
And this is why I love blogging: Sharing news that changes your family forever. Okay, I’ll be honest, I just wanted another baby picture on my blog.
Sometimes stars fall and only seem to land in other people’s hands. But sometimes a star falls just for you, and you reach out your hands and catch it.