To my darling Amber, This is a story you have probably been told by your father but please read this for me. From the beginning, you were never supposed to make it. I spent countless nights worrying about you before you were even born. You see I was told that I was going to have a miscarriage. They could not find you or your heart beat in not just one but three ultrasounds. So they gave me an option to wait it out or take a pill... I waited. I could not accept that I would never be able to hold you or to see you smile. To teach you all the things I know or to see you grow up into the beautiful woman you are now. I spent three weeks waiting for the day I would lose you forever. But it never came. I had called my doctor and they had made it clear that I had no other option but to come in and take this pill. I agreed on one condition. That they try one last time. One more ultrasound just to put my mind at ease. They fought me but I stood my ground. Something was not right. A mother has a sense of these things as you know. The day of the ultrasound I was proven right. There you were a heartbeat and all. The doctor was in shock. But all I could feel was an overwhelming sense of joy. That is why you are my miracle baby.…show more content… Something that was strong and showed just how much I loved you. And that is where your middle name came into play Willamina. Your great grandma Wilhelmina is the strongest woman I know. To live in the Netherlands during WWII was hard enough but to come out of that and still be kind, loving, and extremely generous... To stay true to who you are even when darkness is at your door, that is a true strength. When we looked at the meaning of the name it was perfect- Willing to protect. Your great-grandmother was willing to protect anyone who needed it and I hope you follow in her
