Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

For anyone who reads my blog on a regular basis, first of all I'd like to say Thank You! I appreciate the fact that you take time out of your day to read and leave comments. I also would like to let you know that for the next few days, I might not have the opportunity to write much because I'm going to be somewhat busy.

Today, I want to let you read a letter one of my co-workers wrote recently. She is a young, pregnant wife, and writes letters to her unborn child. When I read this one I thought it was so sweet that I asked her if I could put it on my blog and she was happy to share it. Here is her letter to her baby...

To my baby: Tomorrow is the day we find out if you are a girl or a boy. I am so exited I can hardly bear to look at the clock! I am trying to take my mind off of it by reading, playing on the internet but my mind keeps reverting to my excitement. For the first couple of months, I was so sick. I would throw up everything. I have been having a lot of round ligament pains too. On top of my right rib, I am hurting so much! I'm trying to sit up straight to make that pain go away. I am not sure if it is you pushing up my organs or what! I will have to ask Dr. tomorrow. Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and you were playing. I felt you kick and roll around. You must be getting ready to play sports or be in gymnastics. I love to feel you kick. It is reassurance to me that you're ok. (Sorry about the jalapeño peppers by the way) but they are sooooo good! I'm trying to eat much healthier now though. I should have been doing that from the start but why when you puke everything up? You need to hurry up and get bigger. Mommy is still in her regular clothes, and I would love to be wearing maternity, you're 18 weeks now! Daddy is having some sympathy symptoms though. We can't have any candy, cakes, or pies in the house. You would think I would be the one to stuff my face, but no, it's daddy. Between you and me, I think he is a bit more moody now too. He keeps it together pretty well though. Sometimes I will rant and rave over stupid things and he has to level me out. I feel kind of silly for this, but we have been trying to shine a flashlight on my belly to get you to move so daddy can see you, but you never do! Can you hear your daddy when he tells you that he loves you? I sure hope you can, I would hate for him to be looking silly for nothing! (Sorry about the loud music, maybe you will appreciate it one day.) I can't wait to get you in the living room and dance with you! I cannot wait until you get here. Just know in advance that no matter how much you scream, cry, make stinky's, scream, spit up, and scream that I love you regardless. And when you're older and throw your fits and I spank you for it, I love you then too. And when you're a teenager and you are trying to pull away from me (which I hope you never do) or scream at me, and I tell you no that you can't do something, and you scream at me again, I love you then too. If I am the one who gets on to you the most, it's because daddy didn't want to be the bad guy. And if daddy gets on you more, it's because I am way cooler! :) Although, I have a feeling we will both be fair. When you get here, a couple of weeks later, or a week later, your Godmother's baby will be here! Aren't you exited!? You will have someone to play with already! But for right now, mommy is enjoying patting aunt Rachel's belly and watching it grow :) We have not decided completely on your name yet but tomorrow, we will at least be able to go crazy over a girl or a boy name. Oh yes, about tomorrow. I know that you are my blood, so you may be stubborn. So could you please cooperate with us and show us the goods??? I don't want the doctor pressing all over my belly so I am going to try to drink a little bit of something with some sugar in it. I know you can't see me, but I will be waving at the monitor from the bed. I hope you do something silly :) I hope that one day you will know the love that your daddy and I feel for you. I love your daddy to bits but I cannot explain to the world how I knew I loved you before I met you, and it be so strong I could break down and cry. I want you to know that you're not here because me and daddy made you (don't ask me about that until I say so) but it's because God wanted you here. He chose me to carry you and daddy to protect you and us to love you. You have a purpose, even in my belly. And that purpose will be so big one day that the world will not even know what hit them! You are going to do great things in this life and I can't wait to be there for that, because I will be the proudest mommy there ever is. I love you! And daddy does too!-mommy

Oh, sorry, did I forget to tell you to grab a tissue? It sure made me get teary-eyed! Thanks co-worker for sharing this with me and my blogger friends! She has since found out that it's a girl.