I wrote this at 4 a.m. last Saturday morning while I was alone for what may be the last time for a long time. I’m not complaining though. These three children are the best gifts a woman can have.
Dear Little One,
I’m sitting here in the dark listening to your heartbeat strong and clear. The contractions are getting stronger – a sign that you are making your way to meet your mom and dad.
I was so shocked to know you were going to be joining our family back in December. I actually lived in denial for about 6 weeks. It just didn’t seem real to have two babies in a year.
You’ve been my easiest pregnancy. No issues and you even decided to come on your own. I don’t know what that says about the days, months and years ahead.
But I do know a few things.
You brought my attention to God’s calling on my life. I stopped what I thought was my dream to be yours and your sister and brother’s mom fully.
I’m so thankful that you were the gift that I didn’t know I needed. Who knew flooding the Nile or hearing your sister read The Very Hungry Caterpillar or your brother give me the sign for more yogurt would make me pause in moments of pure joy.
You are joining a family that’s full of fun and love and a huge dose of God’s grace. He didn’t give you the perfect mom or dad, but he gave you the right ones.
You are loved and you will laugh until you cry. You will be amongst siblings with the biggest hearts I’ve ever seen. Your daddy will dote on you. Your mommy will nurture and teach you. Your sister will adore you and dress you up and teach you to dance. Your brother will be your best friend after he realizes you aren’t leaving us.
You have the most devoted grandparents, great grandparents, and a ton of aunts, uncles, cousins, family friends and a huge church family to welcome you. To pray for you. To love you.
You are blessed Little One. You are loved. You are ours. Welcome to our family.