Lately I've been trying to understand what could possibly keep a mother from her child. There aren't to many reasons that I can come up with. I didn't carry Felix for 9 LONG months and plan for his delivery. I didn't feel him move inside me or hear his first cry. But after 9 short weeks...He is mine. I am so in love. I could compare my love for him to that of my biological children. In my heart he is mine...until 'they' tell me otherwise. I am unable to grasp how a drug could make you feel SO good that you forget you have a child. I know that it can be over at any minute. It started with a phone call and it will end with one too. But I am at peace knowing that God loves Felix infinitely MORE than I EVER could. Felix was HIS before he was ever mine.