Yesterday, at 7 weeks 3 days, I saw my baby and heard his/her heartbeat for the first time- it was the most amazing thing. I was smiling and laughing, and crying all at the same time. Though I was expecting to hear it, the feeling that came over me was a little overwhelming and I could not believe that a real little human being is inside me, with a tiny ball of muscle beating profusely inside of it; “Whoosh whoosh, whoosh, whoosh” it went, as if saying “You see Mommy, I am really here.”

My excitement has now grown to enjoyment, as that sound resonates in my head when I think about it and I smile to myself.- Oh Glorious God!

Miss u like crazy!

I love you more..

It’s a cold evening and I am pretending to re-watch the “Man on Fire” movie, then the thought hit me, that I can resume blogging especially now that I am away from home.

This way, I can keep memories of my time here in Nairobi and also release the myriad of emotions inside of me mostly concerning how I am always thinking of my Brycen.

Today is my 9^th day away from Brycen and it is also the first time I have looked at his picture and not cried since I came here. It is crazy but true that just a few minutes ago as I was browsing through his new born pics I found myself loving you more.

After seeing  and talking to him on Skype last night, I fear that he is going to grow into a little man while I am away, because I noticed he has already changed in the few days since i last saw him.

I miss you honey and love you more than I can say. 

I miss trimming your cushy toe nails...

Goodnight my angel…