Dear Matt,

     I almost lost you when I was 5-6 months pregnant.  I remember pain and cramping.  I just laid in bed in a fetal position (no pun intended) and just prayed and prayed and willed my body not to lose you.  I cried and cried and tried not to go there, the horrid grief I would have felt if you were gone, the crushing guilt I would have felt if you had died in me.  It would have been too much to bear, to live with, to go on after.

     Then, as fast as it came on me, it disappeared.  The pain, cramping, just quit.  I carried you the rest of my pregnancy fine, except for my sudden high blood pressure my last 2 months that confined me to bed rest.  You were born perfect, and normal,...

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