A Letter to My Third Daughter

Dear Bee,

I was really, really hoping you'd be here by now. In fact, I spent the end of the week and a lot of this weekend feeling upset and sad and discouraged. What a waste of time. This morning when I woke up and realized I had slept again through another night (well, besides all the getting up) with no labor...I prayed. I prayed for strength. I prayed for the strength I would need to get through this day--either strength for labor, or strength to wait.

Turns out I needed the latter.

But tonight as everyone is sleeping, I feel very, very grateful. We have had a good weekend. Friday night Mama needed to get out of the house really badly. So Daddy took us all bowling. Only there were no lanes so we played glow in the dark putt putt instead and ate ice cream. It was fun.

Today Daddy didn't have to work so we spent the whole day together, just our little family of 4. I know things are about to change (and I'm excited about that!) but it was nice just spending the day together. We went out to eat. We washed the truck together.

And I'm very thankful that I'm probably going to get to spend Mother's Day with my girls. Well, 2 of them anyway! I'm thankful I get to go to church tomorrow. (Although I'm not looking forward to all the comments!) Monday I go back to see the doctor and I expect we'll be seeing you next week. Which is really soon. I can't wait. I'm ready to hold you and feed you and see what you look like. I'm ready to bring you home and love on you.

I've been going crazy around here getting everything ready that I can think of Bee. We are all ready for you to join us. I know God has picked the perfect time for you to arrive and I trust Him.

Love,
Mama