A year ago today I wasn’t thinking of having a baby.
When the question arose from friends, my answer was someday … maybe.
The fires of July burned hot, and the passion was truly around us.
From this you see, my love and me were blessed with news so precious.
A baby to be born to us in April, spring o eight.
Happiness, fear, and anxiety, all emotions in frantic debate.
Don’t know if we’ll be good parents, but we’ll give it the best of a whirl.
I know for a fact her dad and I would do anything for our little girl.