Mother's Day

Dear Minnow,
      When I was growing up we used to bring my mom breakfast in bed every Mother's day. We would make her eggs, pancakes and cereal and serve it on tv tray along with wild flowers we had picked and whatever craft we had managed to make for her (a popcicle stick picture frame, pressed flower bookmark ext.). And every year your Papa would give her a bottle of her favorite perfume, Charlie. I knew this Mother's day would be hard. This was my first Mother's day as a mother. I obviously didn't expect the same treatment as my own mother, after all  I have no children here on earth, but I guess I just never expected someone to question my motherhood for that reason. Your daddy did everything he could to make the day special for me, he gave me a sweet card and a gift certificate to get a mani-pedi. Everything was okay until dinner when someone told me that you my little one were just the hope of a child and not an actual person. I was so hurt and angry. How could anyone say that? I know that I am the only one who truly knew you, I carried you for 21 weeks, I knew you Brennan. How could they say you were not a person though? You had fingers and toes, if you had survived for two more weeks they would have induced me. It hurt so badly to have a family member not recognize your little life. You will always be our first born, my mother's first grandchild, you will always be a member of our family baby girl. Your daddy and I will love you forever and no matter what anyone thinks I am and will always be your mother. I love you my minnow.
                Love always,
            Fish