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If You're A Boy
And if you are a boy, I love this sweet and simple nursery:
Dear little one,
I'm so excited for your arrival (I hope it happens soon!) and often I find myself looking all over the internet for things I want to do with you, things I want to buy for you. Today I found a really cute inspiration board for your nursery if you are a girl. I love the coral and turquoise colors and the whimsical feel to it. The only thing that's missing is a rocker - that's a definite must have in your room so we can cuddle and rock, so daddy can sing you to sleep (he has a really good voice!), and so we can read your stories. Come soon, sweet baby! Our second bedroom has been empty for far too long.
Love,
Mom
I'm so excited for your arrival (I hope it happens soon!) and often I find myself looking all over the internet for things I want to do with you, things I want to buy for you. Today I found a really cute inspiration board for your nursery if you are a girl. I love the coral and turquoise colors and the whimsical feel to it. The only thing that's missing is a rocker - that's a definite must have in your room so we can cuddle and rock, so daddy can sing you to sleep (he has a really good voice!), and so we can read your stories. Come soon, sweet baby! Our second bedroom has been empty for far too long.
Love,
Mom
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| Image/inspiration board from Lay Baby Lay: http://laybabylay.com/page/14/ |
Dear little one,
I remember that growing up there were three things that I really wanted to be when I was older - two of those things being an actress and a writer. I really loved the attention I received when I performed, and I really loved playing pretend and making up stories. A lot of times I would choreograph dances with my little sister and we would practice the steps over and over again until we had it down pat. Then we'd dress up in our favorite church outfits and perform our dance for our family in our living room. I wish I had video recordings of some of those dances because I'm sure that some of them would be entertaining to watch now :) . . . but as silly as my dance moves may have been, I can remember feeling so alive moving to the music and having everyone's eyes watching me. There was something so thrilling and satisfying about finishing those dances and hearing the applause that accompanied it. That thrill for performance led to to take dance and gymnastics classes, to sing in front of a big crowd at our Christmas family reunions, to try out for and act in a city play (I still remember my first line as I came running onto stage with a newspaper for my 'grandma:' "I got it! I got it!"), and various other things, including reciting a poem in front of my entire elementary school in kindergarten:
But as much as I wanted to be an actress or a writer, there was one thing that I wanted to be most of all . . . a mother. I suppose I wasn't unlike other little girls who love to play pretend with their dolls, pushing them around in strollers, feeding them, rocking them to sleep. I mimicked what I saw my own mother do and I loved my babies like she loved me. I have a picture of me from my second birthday, early in the morning with pink sponge curlers still in my hair from the night and footie pajamas. I'm beaming from ear to ear in the picture after finding a brand new doll stroller for me - it had a yellow seat for the baby and a white handle, the perfect size for my two-year-old-ness. As I grew older and matured, my mothering instincts and desires stayed with me - I loved babysitting, had my first sitting job when I was ten and was always busy with sitting jobs from twelve to fifteen. My first job was with kids. As soon as I was old enough to work, I applied for a job at a daycare and worked there all through high school and the first few summers when I came home from college. I still loved holding those babies, changing their diapers, and rocking them to sleep. It felt like my calling to love those little ones and I couldn't wait for the day when I'd have my own.
I remember a conversation that happened between another girl my age and my boss one day at work - the girl commented on how much she loved her job, but that it was a good deterrent from her wanting to have kids soon. I couldn't help but wonder why - sure, they were a lot of work, but I just loved them so much.
Fast-forward several years and I am now married to a perfect man (probably the only one that exists - lucky me!) - he loves children and can't wait to be your daddy - which makes him the perfect match for me! It wasn't too long after we were married 2.5 years ago (probably like one month!) that I started asking him if how he felt about starting a family . . . I think the idea of starting a family so soon after marriage kinda shocked him at first, and it took a while til we felt the same way. But once we decided that we wanted to bring a sweet little one into the world, we were certain and hopeful and excited - although absolutely nervous and a little scared about the new adventure we were about to embark on together. The next year of our lives was probably the longest and most difficult year we've ever had . . . each week moved sooo incredibly slowly as we waited each month for that fateful day when I could take a pregnancy test and I filled each minute scouring the internet for early signs or symptoms I might possibly feel (and I swear I felt everyone of them - or at least imagined that I did). And each month my heart would break with disappointment, I'd sob for hours the day I knew for sure I wasn't pregnant, and I'd fall on my knees begging God that he'd heal the anguish I felt, a sadness so strong that it literally hurt, and help me get through another month of torturous waiting.
But the waiting never stopped, the pregnancy tests were never positive and visits to the infertility doctors (including countless tests and procedures) didn't extinguish all our fears. They confirmed them. One doctor in particular was very straight-forward with us. He said that he hoped we weren't planning on having many kids, that maybe we'd be able to have one or two if we were willing to put a lot of money and doctor's visits into it. But I we were planning on having lots of kids. We do want a big family, and right now we don't have money for those $10,000 procedures. And so that was incredibly hard to hear.
The past several months your daddy and I have been talking about the option of adoption. I will have to write another post to tell you what brought us to it and how we eventually made the decision that yes, we wanted to try adoption, but for now I will suffice it to say that it feels right for us and we are excited about the prospects for the future - for us and you, our sweet baby to come. We know that however you comes to us, you will be meant for our family and will fit in just right. We love you sooooo much already and pray for the lovely birth mother that will bring us together.
So right now, we are working on the very first steps of getting set up and approved with our local adoption agency, and can't wait to see what happens next. We hope you come soon, little one!
Love you so much!
Love,
Mom and Dad
I remember that growing up there were three things that I really wanted to be when I was older - two of those things being an actress and a writer. I really loved the attention I received when I performed, and I really loved playing pretend and making up stories. A lot of times I would choreograph dances with my little sister and we would practice the steps over and over again until we had it down pat. Then we'd dress up in our favorite church outfits and perform our dance for our family in our living room. I wish I had video recordings of some of those dances because I'm sure that some of them would be entertaining to watch now :) . . . but as silly as my dance moves may have been, I can remember feeling so alive moving to the music and having everyone's eyes watching me. There was something so thrilling and satisfying about finishing those dances and hearing the applause that accompanied it. That thrill for performance led to to take dance and gymnastics classes, to sing in front of a big crowd at our Christmas family reunions, to try out for and act in a city play (I still remember my first line as I came running onto stage with a newspaper for my 'grandma:' "I got it! I got it!"), and various other things, including reciting a poem in front of my entire elementary school in kindergarten:
Have you heard of tiny Melinda May,
who ate a monstrous whale?
She thought she could,
she said she would,
so she started right in at the tail.
who ate a monstrous whale?
She thought she could,
she said she would,
so she started right in at the tail.
Everyone said, you're much too small!
but that didn't bother Melinda at all.
She took small bites,
and chewed real slow,
just like a good girl should;
And in 89 years she ate that whale
because she said she would.
but that didn't bother Melinda at all.
She took small bites,
and chewed real slow,
just like a good girl should;
And in 89 years she ate that whale
because she said she would.
~ Shel Silverstein
(and yes . . . that's all still from memory!)
I remember a conversation that happened between another girl my age and my boss one day at work - the girl commented on how much she loved her job, but that it was a good deterrent from her wanting to have kids soon. I couldn't help but wonder why - sure, they were a lot of work, but I just loved them so much.
Fast-forward several years and I am now married to a perfect man (probably the only one that exists - lucky me!) - he loves children and can't wait to be your daddy - which makes him the perfect match for me! It wasn't too long after we were married 2.5 years ago (probably like one month!) that I started asking him if how he felt about starting a family . . . I think the idea of starting a family so soon after marriage kinda shocked him at first, and it took a while til we felt the same way. But once we decided that we wanted to bring a sweet little one into the world, we were certain and hopeful and excited - although absolutely nervous and a little scared about the new adventure we were about to embark on together. The next year of our lives was probably the longest and most difficult year we've ever had . . . each week moved sooo incredibly slowly as we waited each month for that fateful day when I could take a pregnancy test and I filled each minute scouring the internet for early signs or symptoms I might possibly feel (and I swear I felt everyone of them - or at least imagined that I did). And each month my heart would break with disappointment, I'd sob for hours the day I knew for sure I wasn't pregnant, and I'd fall on my knees begging God that he'd heal the anguish I felt, a sadness so strong that it literally hurt, and help me get through another month of torturous waiting.
But the waiting never stopped, the pregnancy tests were never positive and visits to the infertility doctors (including countless tests and procedures) didn't extinguish all our fears. They confirmed them. One doctor in particular was very straight-forward with us. He said that he hoped we weren't planning on having many kids, that maybe we'd be able to have one or two if we were willing to put a lot of money and doctor's visits into it. But I we were planning on having lots of kids. We do want a big family, and right now we don't have money for those $10,000 procedures. And so that was incredibly hard to hear.
The past several months your daddy and I have been talking about the option of adoption. I will have to write another post to tell you what brought us to it and how we eventually made the decision that yes, we wanted to try adoption, but for now I will suffice it to say that it feels right for us and we are excited about the prospects for the future - for us and you, our sweet baby to come. We know that however you comes to us, you will be meant for our family and will fit in just right. We love you sooooo much already and pray for the lovely birth mother that will bring us together.
So right now, we are working on the very first steps of getting set up and approved with our local adoption agency, and can't wait to see what happens next. We hope you come soon, little one!
Love you so much!
Love,
Mom and Dad
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