Speaking of miracles, did you know your dad and I felt you kicking this weekend? I had thought I felt you weeks ago, but was never sure and hadn't felt you move since. What a comfort to feel you moving around.
We still don't know whether you are a girl or boy, but a friend of mine commented that she thought you were a girl since you were such a little fighter. I don't know whether being a boy or girl has anything to do with it, but boy or girl, you are our little fighter. You've already fought against most of the doctor's expectations and we couldn't be more happy and hopeful for the future. We love you so much. Our little fighter. Keep it up!
See you soon! Another week and two days...
