Little peanut.
The realization of how immensely our lives are about to change is hitting your momma like an ocean wave hits the sand. I go about my day, the waters of realization flow back into the sea of a million thoughts, then it hits me again.
Lord willing, in about four weeks, you will make your way into this world by the miracle of birth. Our lives will no longer be about two, but about three.
Plans will drift from being centered around dates and times to what you, our precious little one needs for the day.
Your daddy will finally be able to cuddle you. He looks forward to stealing mom's cuddle buddy. We will at last be able to put a face to all of your sweet little kicks; and then a name to your sweet little face.
You will be the fulfillment of my girlhood dreams, next to your daddy of course. I have long waited for these days. First God blessed me with a husband, the best one out there... and now He has blessed us with you.
There are still a lot of unknowns causing fear to threaten to crowd my mind. I fear losing you. I fear not being strong enough to go through the labour and deliver process. I fear not being fully prepared for all that motherhood will require. I have to make the choice every day to come before the God that is forming you in my womb, and place all of those fears into His hands. Because we know that His plans for you, and for us are perfect.
Precious little one. We live in a world where life isn't as treasured as it used to be, where some think that the decision of whether you get to take your first breath should be placed in hands other than God's.
But I promise you that your daddy and I will love and care for you with all that we are, and that we will always recognize what an incredible gift that you are, and will be to us.
We can't wait to meet you. <3
