I took these photos last night after I got him to sleep…they are the last pictures taken of him as a two year old.
Tony and I always wanted a fourth child. We always knew he was a boy, and we always knew his name was D’Angelo. When we were twenty-eight, and after the birth of our third, we were ten kids strong since his seven siblings needed us to be parents to them. At that time, we decided to get my tubes tied. I mourned for months the loss of my fourth child. I know, I know…how could I mourn for a child that never existed? Well, to me, he did exist…I mean, I knew his name already. I had imagined him over and over again in my mind…and to my heart, he existed.
At the age of thirty-five, and with the Tony’s siblings now growing up and moving on, we decided to go for it…we untied those tubes and guess what?! God’s plan (the one that I always knew existed) came to fruition. Within two months of reversal surgery we were pregnant! Our fourth child, a boy named D’Angelo, the one I had dreamed about, was on his way. A month shy of a year after surgery, D’Lo joined this nest…a miracle, a gift, a blessing, a spirited, funny, crazy, smart, bossy, active, beautiful, little madman!
Happy third birthday, D’Angelo Antonio Sparrow…we love you. We waited so long for you to be with us and we are anxious to see God’s hand at work in your life…we know it’s going to be something special – just like you!!!
