Dear sweet baby girl,
Today is your estimated due date to arrive in this world. Unless something incredible happens in the next few hours, I don't think we'll meet you today.
While it's hard waiting, I take great peace and confidence in the fact that there are so many people praying for you.
Isn't that amazing little one? People who have never met you are praying for your little body and your transition from womb to world. You are covered in prayer and I am as well.
That feels good. So good.
I've told a number of friends lately that I should be good at waiting. I mean really. Shouldn't I? I have had plenty of practice waiting on the Lord so why does this surprise me? Why is it difficult?
I'll tell you why: because I can't wait.
I can't wait to see your sweet little face. To hold your precious fingers. To count your adorable little toes.
I can't wait to wrap you, swaddle you, feed you. I can't wait to look into your eyes.
I can't wait to help God bring your little life into this world.
Oh, and by the way, not for a minute do I think I created you sweet baby girl. I am just the vessel for your miraculous life. You are wholly made and formed and created by our Living God.
And I can't wait to praise Him for your first breath.
In just a short time the wait will be over. My sister-in-law reminded me to cherish these last days and your movements inside me.
My friend reminded me that this is the only time I get you all to myself. After this I will have to share you with others. These are wise women and I am thankful for their words.
I look forward to the moment I get to hold you for the first time. It's overwhelming to me. I've had life inside me before, but I never got to hold life in my arms.
I have had life inside me before, but I never got to kiss sweet faces and touch soft skin.
I have had life inside me before, but I have never gone to the hospital, and brought forth that life.
And I can't believe I get to soon.
Until then baby girl, I wait in sweet sweet expectation.