My Bleeding Heart

I've always been a bit of a bleeding heart when it comes to animals (especially cats, for obvious reasons), however I was never too distressed about actual humans -- until I went and got myself pregnant.

All those stupid hormones turned me into a blubbering mess every time I read about a sick child. It's gotten exponentially worse since Gaius was actually born. I wasn't one of those parents who fell instantly in love with their baby -- it took awhile for me to feel more than just attached to him -- now that I'm head over heels. The more I fall in love with him, the harder my heart breaks when I hear about a family struggling to make it through the unimaginable.



I look at his little face and it's physically painful for me to think about anything bad happening to him... the idea of him not being a part of my life causes this dull ache in my belly that I can't quite shake. I know everyone says that they can't imagine their life without so-and-so, but that's not the case. I can imagine my life without Guy, I just don't want to.

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I'm not a religious person and I'm not big on prayer, but I try my best to send out positive thoughts to the families dealing with the kind of struggles that I hope to never have to deal with. Ever.

Please head on over to Brandi & Chris' blog about their sweet baby Scarlett and send out some positive vibes (or prayers, if that's your thing). Every little bit helps, right?