You have to love life's little surprises

The day I found out I was pregnant with my son I almost didn't believe it. We had been trying to get pregnant for a year and a half and after being disappointed over and over again a part of me had all but given up hope. A heart can only break so many times before there is nothing left to shatter and I didn't want my life to come down to this one thing. I set that dream aside ready to admit that maybe it wasn't meant to be realized. When you tell yourself that and then find out it's come true you almost aren't sure it's real. How many times I saw negative I lost count. Maybe this one was wrong that said positive. Wrong or not though, that hope came back and when the doctor confirmed it I knew one thing for sure. My baby was a miracle. I didn't care if I was having a boy or a girl. I honestly just wanted a happy healthy baby. For nine months I did everything I could to put my baby first and the day I found out I was having a boy I was overjoyed. A son! What better gift could a mom ask for? I was already in love with this tiny little life I hadn't even met yet. I was even okay when my water broke four weeks early. I was worried more about me then him. Was I ready to be the mom he deserved? It never occurred to me that I should be worried about him, my perfect little miracle. Then he was here and I was scared and worried and faced the worst days of my life. In the end though, Angel Joaquin was perfect and nearly a year and a half later he still is. My first year as a mom was amazing and it had its share of ups and downs like parenthood does. I wouldn't have traded it for the world though. My son is my miracle and I look at him like that every day, even the bad days. When his first birthday approached I decided I would wait at least another year before having another baby. I thought it the best decision as an adult, a parent, and for Angel. I was completely content to focus on my son. Life is full of surprises though... A week after Angel's first birthday I got notified of one of thoses surprises. All the signs were there, but then the signs had been there so many times before without there being a reason. Why should that second little line show up this time when it had been such a lucky miracle before? No one gets two miracles in one lifetime, right? I got my first miracle in the form of a beautiful little boy named Angel Joaquin who has the most beautiful smile and the quickest temper and makes me laugh every day. My second miracle is due is September in the form of a beautiful little girl named Bella Ann who is hyper and moves constantly and loves when her brother lays his head on Mommy's tummy. A daughter. I'm going to have a daughter that I will adore as much as I adore my son. What did I ever do to be so blessed? Though I'm not planning any more children after Bella I know life is full of surprises and I will be thrilled with any that come my way.