I’m going to be a Mommy
Let me go back a little in order to tell this story. My 29th birthday was December 6th. It was a nice day. My parents came over to our house around 8:00 p.m. when Naaman got off work to have cake. For as long as I can remember, my parents have sung happy birthday to me and I’ve usually had a cake with Santa on it or the like due to the fact that I’m a December baby. We only had one candle so I put it on there, lit it, they all sang to me while I made a wish and then I blew out the candle. I looked right into Naaman’s eyes when I blew out the flame. You see, little did my parents know that Naaman and I had been trying for a baby since September. And that’s exactly what I wished for . . . a baby for Naaman and I.
