Dear Little One,
On Saturday we had one of my photographer friends take some pictures of us . . . we haven't had any updated pictures taken of us (other than the ones I've taken with a tripod . . . and those don't always turn out as well!) since we got married. We wanted to do something for this blog so your sweet birth momma can see what we are like. It almost felt like we were taking engagement pictures, except this time, I wasn't thinking about your dad and I during the shoot . . . instead, you were the one on my mind. Hopefully soon you will be in them with us. And you can bet that I will be taking about a bazillion pictures of you myself, capturing all the sweet and simple moments we'll share together. If I'm not a picture-taking nut already, you can be sure that I will be even more of one when you come :)
Love you,
Mom
First Snow Day
Good Morning Little One,
Today when I woke up and looked out the window I saw snow . . . the first snow of the season. And it made me smile. Normally I'm not a fan of snow, but the first time it snows always feels so magical and I couldn't help imagine the two of us together on a cold day like this, huddled inside, watching the soft flakes fall. I think it would be a pajama day. We would make an extra special breakfast . . . cinnamon pancakes with buttermilk caramel syrup. and a dusting of powdered sugar 'snow' on top. It would be the perfect day for snuggling up and reading stories by the fireplace, watching our favorite movie together, or playing make-believe. Perhaps we'd be pirates looking for treasure on an old deserted island, or princesses dressing up for our first ball. Then, of course, we'd have to make the best fort that you've ever seen. We'd convince daddy to eat dinner with us there when he got home from work :) and you'd show off your finger paint masterpiece that you made earlier that day. He would proudly hang it on the fridge for all to see. That night we'd all bundle up and go for a walk in the new frosty landscape. I think you'll want to make snow angels. Afterwards, at home, we'd warm up with some hot cocoa and then we'd make paper snowflakes in all shapes and sizes, just like the ones we'd seen outside. We'd string them from the ceiling all over your room. And after your bath, some warm jammies, prayers and your favorite story, we'd tuck you in, kiss your little pirate or princess forehead and listen while Daddy softly sings you to sleep.
The next morning you would wake to the magical winter wonderland we'd made the day before, hovering over you in the air. And you would remember the perfect day we'd had together.
Love you, Little One,
Momma
Today when I woke up and looked out the window I saw snow . . . the first snow of the season. And it made me smile. Normally I'm not a fan of snow, but the first time it snows always feels so magical and I couldn't help imagine the two of us together on a cold day like this, huddled inside, watching the soft flakes fall. I think it would be a pajama day. We would make an extra special breakfast . . . cinnamon pancakes with buttermilk caramel syrup. and a dusting of powdered sugar 'snow' on top. It would be the perfect day for snuggling up and reading stories by the fireplace, watching our favorite movie together, or playing make-believe. Perhaps we'd be pirates looking for treasure on an old deserted island, or princesses dressing up for our first ball. Then, of course, we'd have to make the best fort that you've ever seen. We'd convince daddy to eat dinner with us there when he got home from work :) and you'd show off your finger paint masterpiece that you made earlier that day. He would proudly hang it on the fridge for all to see. That night we'd all bundle up and go for a walk in the new frosty landscape. I think you'll want to make snow angels. Afterwards, at home, we'd warm up with some hot cocoa and then we'd make paper snowflakes in all shapes and sizes, just like the ones we'd seen outside. We'd string them from the ceiling all over your room. And after your bath, some warm jammies, prayers and your favorite story, we'd tuck you in, kiss your little pirate or princess forehead and listen while Daddy softly sings you to sleep.
The next morning you would wake to the magical winter wonderland we'd made the day before, hovering over you in the air. And you would remember the perfect day we'd had together.
Love you, Little One,
Momma
Perfect Together
Dear Little One,
I wanted to post this video for you to see, because it catches so many of my emotions, because it is real and beautiful. It's an adoption story of how baby Chapel came into the lives of her adoptive parents. And I love it because her birth mother is a part of it. Chapel will always know that there was a lot of love surrounding her coming into the world and that she was never 'not wanted' - she was placed because of a large amount of love. God had it all planned out and she was always meant to be with her parents. And you were always meant to be with us. I knew that I really wanted an open adoption after watching this - so that you could always know how much love brought you into this world and into our lives.
I pretty much bawl my eyes out every time I watch this video . . . and it's good crying - crying because I know how beautiful it will be once you are here with us in our arms, sweetening our lives. I know that life won't always be smooth sailing - there will always be challenges and struggles; but I also know that being a family will always be perfect and that as long as we are together, nothing else really matters.
Love you so much, sweet one.
Love,
Mom
I wanted to post this video for you to see, because it catches so many of my emotions, because it is real and beautiful. It's an adoption story of how baby Chapel came into the lives of her adoptive parents. And I love it because her birth mother is a part of it. Chapel will always know that there was a lot of love surrounding her coming into the world and that she was never 'not wanted' - she was placed because of a large amount of love. God had it all planned out and she was always meant to be with her parents. And you were always meant to be with us. I knew that I really wanted an open adoption after watching this - so that you could always know how much love brought you into this world and into our lives.
I pretty much bawl my eyes out every time I watch this video . . . and it's good crying - crying because I know how beautiful it will be once you are here with us in our arms, sweetening our lives. I know that life won't always be smooth sailing - there will always be challenges and struggles; but I also know that being a family will always be perfect and that as long as we are together, nothing else really matters.
Love you so much, sweet one.
Love,
Mom
A note from Dad
Dear Little One,
I think about you every day. I can't wait for you to come into our family. I promise to give you the best life I possibly can. I am so excited to read to you, sing you lullabies, tuck you in at night, teach you how to ride a bike, shoot hoops, play catch, play dress up, whatever you want to do! I promise I will always make time to be with you every day. I will strive to be your role model. I will never raise my voice at you or intimidate you. I will only teach with love. I will always take care of you, protect you, and pray with and for you. I will always love you, no matter what. I already love you, and just want to hold you in my arms. We have been planning for you to come into our family for years now, and I just can't wait for you to get here. I hope we find you soon!
Love,
Dad
I think about you every day. I can't wait for you to come into our family. I promise to give you the best life I possibly can. I am so excited to read to you, sing you lullabies, tuck you in at night, teach you how to ride a bike, shoot hoops, play catch, play dress up, whatever you want to do! I promise I will always make time to be with you every day. I will strive to be your role model. I will never raise my voice at you or intimidate you. I will only teach with love. I will always take care of you, protect you, and pray with and for you. I will always love you, no matter what. I already love you, and just want to hold you in my arms. We have been planning for you to come into our family for years now, and I just can't wait for you to get here. I hope we find you soon!
Love,
Dad
Remember Who's in Charge
Dear Sweet Babe,
Sometimes waiting for you is really hard. Okay, I lied. Every day we wait for you is really hard. I don't even know for sure that you will ever come (although I have to hang on to the hope that you will, that God has a plan for us to be together).
Today, I've felt that trying to adopt is a lot like being a photographer - as a photographer, it seems that every time I talk to someone about what I do I hear 'oh, my friend (or my aunt or my sister, etc) is a photographer, too.' Everyone knows someone who is a photographer and a lot of times, that person who they know is the one that they hire to have their photos done. And now, almost every time I talk to someone about us wanting to adopt people immediately respond that they also know someone who is trying to adopt. And I wonder about how there is possibly a way that we will ever find each other - the odds seem stacked against us.
But then I have to remind myself about who is in charge.
A couple of nights ago I was studying my scriptures, and I came across these verses and I know that they were meant for me at that moment, that it was my message to me from a loving Heavenly Father:
"Verily, I say unto you my friends, fear not, let your hears be comforted; yea, rejoice evermore, and in everything give thanks;
"Waiting patiently on the Lord, for your prayers have entered into the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth, and are recorded with this seal and testament - the Lord hath sworn and decreed that they shall be granted.
"Therefore, he giveth this promise unto you, with an immutable covenant that they shall be fulfilled; and all things wherewith you have been afflicted shall work together for your good, and to my name's glory, saith the Lord."
-Doctrine and Covenants 98:1-3
He knows you. He knows your dad and I. He knows your sweet birth momma. And if it is His will, nothing that man can do will stop us from coming together.
Love you, baby.
Love,
Mom (and Dad, too :) he's just at a meeting right now)
Love You
Can't stop thinking about you today.
Love you SO much! I'm not sure how it happens, since we've never met, but nothing has ever been more true.
Love,
Mom
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Love you SO much! I'm not sure how it happens, since we've never met, but nothing has ever been more true.
Love,
Mom
You Are Our Hope
Dear Little One,
Yesterday we finally were able to go to the doctor's - we had to have him fill out a form verifying our infertility and estimate our chances for getting pregnant on or own. He estimated our chances at about 15%, which is pretty grim - but somehow I wasn't discouraged. I know that you are out there somewhere for us and that God will bring you to our arms. And now we are one step closer to getting our application in to adopt and it is feeling more and more like a real possibility that you will come soon. There are so many times when I wonder what you will look like, if you will be a boy or a girl, what color your eyes are, if you have any hair. Whatever you look like, little one, I know you will be perfect and I will love every inch of you. That's a promise :)
Love,
Mom
Yesterday we finally were able to go to the doctor's - we had to have him fill out a form verifying our infertility and estimate our chances for getting pregnant on or own. He estimated our chances at about 15%, which is pretty grim - but somehow I wasn't discouraged. I know that you are out there somewhere for us and that God will bring you to our arms. And now we are one step closer to getting our application in to adopt and it is feeling more and more like a real possibility that you will come soon. There are so many times when I wonder what you will look like, if you will be a boy or a girl, what color your eyes are, if you have any hair. Whatever you look like, little one, I know you will be perfect and I will love every inch of you. That's a promise :)
Love,
Mom
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