Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Miracle mom & baby

On a sun-kissed morning, the third of Jan
You became a mom, earlier than our plan
Ten little fingers, toes counting same
Tiniest wonder, cute little dame

Through a wall of glass, you heard her cries
Heart in heavy ponder, tears welled our eyes
A whisper born of strength and grace
This tiny wonder filled our heart’s space

With tubes and beeps, you held her near
With every breath, you conquered fear
Your voice though soft and low
Was louder than the world could know

The wait was long, the nights unsure,
But love like yours is strong and pure
You watched her grow, so brave, so bright
A tiny star that fought for light

Now in your arms, she's safe and warm
Beyond the storm, beyond any harm
Life’s greatest treasure and some
A miracle, both Laya girl and mom

2 comments:

Ceasless whisper said...

What it means to be Appa:

The word means comfort, strength, superhero, home..
This wasn't the story you planned
Yet you showed up, tired and real
That's a different kind of brave
It's powerful

While it takes guts to dream again
Especially after life throws you on a rollercoaster
But here you are, imagining something new
While still navigating the unknown
That's strength

Its hard to downplay it, but you did
Turning the page when your hands are still shaking
All for your little girl, who is defying the odds and thriving
That's courage

Even if fear takes hold, you kept going
And that's what matters
That's Laya's Appa for you
Now and forever!


Ceasless whisper said...

Beautiful