To my precious, precious babies,
You don’t know this, but I’ve been writing letters to you for years.
The first time was right after daddy and I were married, when we were living in our 900-square foot condo and would sit together on the couch, laughing and dreaming about the future we’d create together.
I started writing letters to you way back then, because I wanted you to know that you were already part of those dreams. We could never have imagined a world without you in it. We loved you even then.
It’s important that you know that, because it’s important that you know how much we’ve always, always wanted you. We planned for you from the very beginning.
As your mommy, I’ve been dreaming of you my whole life. I’ve dreamed of counting your ten tiny little fingers and toes, I’ve longed to hear what your giggle will sound like, and my arms have ached with the emptiness of waiting to hold you. I’ve wondered how your daddy’s big, beautiful blue eyes will look on a tiny baby, and I’ve smiled in sweet anticipation of you inheriting his silly sense of humor. God has blessed you richly, little one, in the gift of such a wonderful, loving daddy. I can’t wait for you to meet him.
I smile as I anticipate experiencing all your firsts. I can’t wait to comfort you when you cry, to see my own incredible joy reflected on your face every time our eyes meet, and to watch you grow into the person God made you to be.
I just can’t imagine loving you more than I already do, and I haven’t even met you yet. When that day finally arrives, oh the joy that will fill my heart.
Our journey to you didn’t go as we had originally planned in those early days of marriage, but as we look back now, we wouldn’t change a thing. The path we’ve traveled has been bumpy and filled with heartache, but it was also filled with joy. As we look back, we can see that it was the potholes along the way that have made our journey to you so beautiful.
God’s plan has been perfect.
He has walked us through the heartache of your absence—of waiting for you, praying for you, and fighting for you. There were moments of pain and tears that will only be overshadowed by the joy we feel when you’re finally in our arms. That’s the sweetest anticipation I’ve ever know, little one.
December 1, 2010 was your conception day. I’ve been calling this your Hope Day—the day that God blessed us with the hope of you. I want to celebrate it with you each year of your life, I want to tell you about our journey—your journey--and I want to encourage you with the love of so many who have prayed for you for so long before your birth.
You are precious to us, and our hearts yearn for you. We will love you all the days of your life.
Even now, as we await your birthday, we pray daily for God’s protection over you—that He will bless your little lives and deliver you safely into our waiting arms.
With all of our love,
your parents
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