Auguste. Arielle. Charlotte. I don't know what your mommy will end up naming you, but since this is what I know she was planning months ago... this is what I call you, for now. Dear Auggie, Ari, and Lottie. Your momma loves you. I'm not your momma, but I think I love you too. I was so happy for your momma when she told me that she was bringing you all into this world. Dears, this world isn't perfect, but when you have such an awesome mommy that you have, your life will be all right.
I'm sorry I can't be there, that I can't watch over you... I'm sorry that I can't press my nose to the glass and watch you fight for your lives... I'm sorry that I can't move mountains. I'm sorry I'm just a girl. I wish I could be superwoman for you, dears.
Auggie, Ari, Lottie... please... please, for your momma, for EVERYTHING she's been through in the past few months... please hold on. Please don't give up. I know God has given me a feeling of strength and purpose and future for you, and I believe that life will be okay and good again for your family, but until then, your momma needs hope and someone to hold her up. I know you can't hold her up, but you can keep fighting. And when you fight, your momma is given strength. So fight, please, never give up. For my friend that deserves the world. For the treasures that lay ahead for you. For the way your grandpere will adore you, for the way your auntie will spoil you... for the way the world will believe in you.
Auggie, Ari, Lottie... oh, if I could be there in the hospital with you... I would stand next to the window, pressing my nose against the glass, and plead for your lives. I already am pleading for your lives, to the One who I know can move mountains and rescue lives. But something about being there makes it feel more urgent, more real... And I'm sorry I can't be there for you and your mommy in person. But please know that I believe in you. And God believes in you. Your mommy believes in you. And I think God is going to do something amazing through you... so please... please never give up...
Ash (a dreamer)
(P.S... to those of you who don't know... which is pretty much all of you... I don't want to tell all my friend's issues all over the internet, but a lot has happened to her recently, and today her triplets were born, and they aren't even 25 weeks yet... So PLEASE, if you're the praying type, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE pray for them, and please pray for their momma, you can call her Millie. Thanks a million!)
Till next time,
Ash the (Confused, Sad, Overwhelmed, Compassionate, Worried) Dreamer