In my second pregnancy I bought a shirt for our little one. A onesie that said "daddy's little monkey". I have little things, like that shirt, from different pregnancies and I wasn't entirely sure what to do with them. But at some point I decided to use them for Missy. I feel as if those other pregnancies were just Missy all along, just waiting to come to earth.
So I have been saving these items for years, just waiting and wondering of I would ever be able to use them.
Last week I dressed Missy in her Daddy's little monkey shirt. I almost cried. Some moments I just can't believe that she is actually her. After so much heartache and longing she is here.