19th January at 9.55pm. Friday Night. 7lb 5oz.
Emelia-Michelle; you are my first born. My little wildfire baby. You came crashing into this world after Mama had dealt with loss after loss, heartache and so so much pain trying to conceive. You weren’t supposed to make it – so many times we came close. But you defeated what people said time and time again. You made it; you are here. In your wee life; you have dealt with so much. You have experienced severe reflux. You have battled through asthma, laryngomalacia, chronic infections, colitis, esophagus ulcers, allergies and more – yet you are so so brave and don’t even bat an eyelid. Most adults wouldn’t even know the half of what you have lived through. I wish you hadn’t had all those experiences – but in all the same breath; you are strong for it. You are the strongest little girl I know. You are in tune to everyone’s emotions around you and you are getting so sensitive when people are feeling heightened emotions. You have big energy – in more ways than most 3 year old’s. Emelia-Michelle you are my sun, my moon and all my stars. You bring so much light to my life; and to this world. Parenting you is not easy; because of your strength. But one day; you will conquer the world – and more.
“A rainbow baby is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravage of the storm. When a rainbow appears. it doesn’t mean the storm never happened or that the family is not dealing with it’s aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of darkness and clouds”