Once upon a time there was a little girl that wasn’t much more than a little bit of hope. She lived inside of me and when I went to see how she was growing, I held my husband’s hand and smiled. The smile didn’t last long.
I was told she might not make it, that I had a difficult decision to make. There were no smiles left in that room. There weren’t many smiles throughout the pregnancy.
I couldn’t let go of her. I just couldn’t. I held on to her and I loved every single second of her.
For not letting go of her, for not giving up on my little bit of hope, for following my intuition…I will always be proud of myself.
For her, I stood my ground and because of her, I will never EVER forget that…
…sometimes a little bit of hope is all you need and that some stories have a very happy ending.
Backstory: Originally, I was told that Luna Pie had no kidneys and would not survive long after birth. Then I was told that maybe she had one kidney. She does indeed have one kidney, that is all she needs to live a healthy life, and she is healthy and thriving. She is in the care of a kidney specialist that is very optimistic about her prognosis. She will get checked yearly until grade school and if all goes well we will need to take no further action. That’s what I’m choosing to focus on.
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