Once upon a pregnancy test...I peed and it came up positive.
Which gave her:
A sister. Something that I don't have and have always thought would be the best thing in the whole world.
Someone who knows you better than anyone else. Someone to share your joys and frustrations with. Someone who isn't afraid to tell you how it is...or how it should be. Someone that you can just look at, and she'll know what you mean.
I came home from work last night to two girls, more tangled up than any strings of Christmas lights could be...to say it took my breath away would be an understatement.
I could hardly tell where one arm ended, and another began.
Two girls...my two girls...I hope and pray that they will end up as close as I've always dreamed sisters should be.
Godspeed, baby girls, Godspeed...