I'll be completely honest...since this is a blog afterall. The day I found out I was pregnant with birdbaby was a day of....um, anxiety, terror, excitement, prayer, reflection, and joy. My first reaction...terror. I had three beautiful children- Luke, Owen, and Jude (only 15 months) were perfect, healthy, and BUSY BOYS. Birdpapa and I were sitting on the porch of our condo in the Lake of the Ozarks. On vacation with our best friends... I was feeling weird. Dizzy, scatterbrained, and...off. I just wasn't my usual, fabulous self :) Birdpapa and I had our share of miscarriages, sadness, and defeat. We weren't trying for a baby. It's funny how God has other plans. I decided to take one of those tests, knowing good and well that I wasn't pregnant but just to be sure. Boy, can you imagine my surprise when the stick read yes. I didn't know what to think. I hate to admit that, but it's true. NOW, I cannot imagine my life without my baby Finn. I never felt complete until he was in my arms... I just didn't know it.
Birdbaby has been the missing puzzle piece. He wasn't planned for, he wasn't expected, but you know what? He's the perfect completion to the Mieska family. There are days I look at him and I see my dad, there are days I look at him and I see my little brother (Tonka Dave), there are days I see Grandpa Marland. He is the perfect mixture of Mieska and Reelfs. My cup runneth over with this sweet little angel. I am in the moment everyday with him. I am not wishing for time to go forward, I am not wishing for time to go back... Birdbaby is keeping me grounded. Happy Birthday, my sweetest little prince.
