Saturday, January 2, 2016
To our miracle baby,
I'm nearly 17 weeks pregnant with you, and even though I am often physically reminded that there is a baby growing inside of me, I'm not quite certain that the reality of this pregnancy has completely soaked in yet. Maybe that's because you were such a surprise - a beautiful, perfect surprise ~ to your Daddy and me. Maybe it's because this pregnancy is so different than my first. With your brothers, I had doctor's appointments and ultrasounds every few weeks, so I was literally seeing two little lives growing inside of me throughout my entire pregnancy, giving me a very unique connection to that pregnancy. Your brothers were also my first kids, and while that doesn't make them any more special than you, it does mean that I had more time to sit down to my computer and blog about that pregnancy, which led to the blog series "Letters to my Babies".
Being a mom to twin toddlers and being pregnant with a third baby leaves me exhausted at the end of the day. So many times I have said to myself, "I need to sit down to my computer and write to my baby". And yet just as many times as I've said that, I've thought, "Oh, but I am so tired, I can't possibly do anything else today."
Know this, Little One. Know that even though I may not be writing to you as often as I did your brothers, you are equally loved, and we are just as excited to welcome you into our family. As my bump increases and my sickness decreases, I look forward to writing to you more often. Until then, you are loved more than you could know. We anxiously await your arrival, for you are a beautiful reminder to us of God's grace and blessings on our lives.