Hello there baby girl,
You are nice and cozy in your mama’s (my sister’s) belly, aren’t you? We were all expecting you to emerge yesterday, but you preferred a November birthday, it seems. Which is actually completely okay with us. You’ll find that your family prefers November to October anyway.
It’s amazing all of the commotion over one tiny person. But then you’re not just any tiny person, are you, sweet one? You’re the first child of my generation in this family, making my sisters and I aunties (and parents), making our parents Grammy and Pops, names chosen (partly) in honor of some very special adopted grandparents you will hopefully know and love also.
This world is a bit of a crazy place. I could understand if you felt apprehensive to join us here. Big storms stir up chaos in our big cities and lots of people are hurt. Around the world, people like us are suffering hunger, thirst, poverty, war, sickness. Some mommies aren’t even able to feed their babies. Many people who follow Jesus also suffer. One of our faith-brothers was killed in Syria just last week and you were there on Sunday when your church celebrated his memory. Perhaps you will even bear a version of his name in honor of his sacrifice and faith. We have to say goodbye a lot here, amor. And we feel some unhappy feelings at times.
But Jesus still decided to bring you here to be with us, which I take to mean he is still hopeful about us, his people. You are being born into a safe and loving family. We aren’t all pulled together all the time, we do get angry and make mistakes, but we already love you so deeply even though we hardly know you yet. I get the special privilege of being a live-in sister and your live-in auntie next year. I can hardly wait to hold you, little one. Your mere existence gives me such joy and hope.
So come on out anytime, little love. Your Grammy and Pops are there waiting with your mama and daddy. Grammy even brought you the quilt she’s been working on for months, just for you. And your aunties are spread through 3 different states, eagerly awaiting that text message, that first picture. It’s going to be amazing. Don’t be afraid. You will still be well taken-care-of on the outside.
With all my love,