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As another month passed by, and the tears came streaming through, I wiped my eyes, full of doubt and fear, crying, “Sweet baby, where are you?” 

As I rub my belly in awe and hope, watching one pink line grow into two, I hit my knees and whisper a prayer to God, “Sweet baby, we can’t wait for you.”

As the nights grow longer with little sleep, and exhaustion comes creeping through, I draw you close to my chest to comfort my handsome little man, and quietly whisper, “Sweet baby, we prayed for you.”

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As you grow and blossom, squirm, kick and coo, I kiss those precious toes and smile, “Sweet baby, oh how I love you.”

As you dance your way across the stage, under lights of gold and blue, I catch my breath, darling ballerina, and gasp, “Sweet baby, how I adore you.”

As you hit your first home run, and glance back at me and Daddy, too, I sit in awe, little all-star, and remember, “Sweet baby, you’ve made my dreams come true.”

As you make your way down the stairs, and memories come flooding through, I remember our dress-up time of long ago and inhale, “Sweet baby, I love you through and through.” 

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As we drive away, leaving you on your own, knowing this is something we have to do, I miss you already, holding my heart, “Sweet baby, we are so very proud of you.”

As the veil comes down over your youthful face, and you tuck away your something blue, the tears come streaming back again, and never will I ever forget, “Sweet baby, God gave us you.”

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Liz Spenner

Liz is a former elementary teacher and now a stay-at-home mama to six little ones. She writes as an inspiration and encouragement to other women, and most especially mothers on her blog, www.gracefullywoven.net (where you can subscribe and receive her free Five-Day Mini-Motherhood Devotional!). Liz loves spending with her family, outside as often as possible, as well as sneaking a few moments to herself with a run, dark chocolate and writing, with her faith as her greatest motivation.

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