Dear Baby Girl,
It is such an honor to get to be your Mom. I love you more each day, and your Dad is already crazy about you. We haven't named you yet, but know that you are such a joy to your parents already...and a joy to your grandparents (see balloon), aunts, uncles, friends...and I'm sure to your cousins too, but they are a little young right now to really appreciate how exciting it is.
I haven't felt you move much yet...or at all. I told your dad last night that it scares me a little, because I really don't know what's going on in there... and I can't control it. Are you ok? Are you getting everything that you need? Am I hurting you in some way? In my better moments, I remember to pray and ask the Lord to protect you. Other times, I worry about what will happen to you. But eventually, I remember that it's such a privilege and a responsibility to carry you, and I am grateful to the Lord for each day that He gives us with you. Every day is a gift, and I am thankful to Him at the end of the day for another day to enjoy you.
Sometimes I wonder if you will be tall or short, if you'll have curly hair like me, or straight hair like your Dad. Will you love sports? Will you love music and dance? Will you be loud and outgoing, or quiet and reserved? It's fun to dream about who you are, and who you will become, but the one thing that I pray for you more than anything, is that you will know your heavenly Father.
He is the one who has already numbered your days, and He's the One whom your dad and I are trusting in to care for you and to grow and develop you. Psalm 139 talks about each of us being knit together in our mother's wombs...and that He has already determined every day of your life. I pray that your dad and I will parent and disciple you in a way that points you to Jesus. As much as we love you, know that He loves you so much more. He is the one who will never leave you or forsake you.
We love you, little one, and we can't wait to meet you. We are so proud of you!
Love,
Mom
