Yesterday, my mother-in-law (happy birthday!) and I were talking about my baby coming late. She said, "What if she comes after New Years?" We both looked at each other in horror. That would be so sad! She'd miss her first Christmas by a week and Paul would miss the tax deductions. I've decided to write her a little letter to help ease any fears she may have so she'll want to come here on time.
Dear little one,
You are getting so big. I feel you so often now that I start to panic if you haven't moved in a couple hours. You love to rest your head right on top of my bladder. It's warm and squishy and you are a snuggler. Being the queen of snugglers I know warm and squishy are important. I will have to empty it quite often, if that's okay with you. You've left me no other choice actually. But I will fill it quickly and you can have it back for snuggle time for another couple hours before I'm back in the bathroom again.
You love to kick my belly button. When I press on my tummy you press back. You especially love when your daddy presses. That gets you really excited! My friend said you must like boys already. I hope not. I'm not ready for that! But I'll share a little secret with you. Boys have cooties. They are highly contagious and cause insanity. I hear they go away at about age 16. Just saying.
I can't wait to see your little face and look into your blue eyes. At least, your eyes will probably be blue. With two blue-eyed parents your chances of inheriting that particular pigment are quite high. I wonder if you will have hair. Your chances of that are not so high. I've made a couple bows for you just in case. If you are anything like I was, matching bows will be important.
I've bought your first little outfit. It has long pants to keep your legs warm. The world will be a chilly place when you come. Snow, there may be some of that. It's white and cold-- two things that you haven't seen or felt yet. But it's made from water and can get pretty wet when it melts. You will understand what wet is really like when you feel what it's like to be dry.
The houses will be decorated with strings of twinkling lights and the smell of cinnamon and baking will permeate your Grandpa and Grandma Hatchett's kitchen. Outdoor trees will be brought indoors where they will be trimmed and lit. Sparkly balls and snowflakes will hang from the branches. Music will ring out everywhere singing of Santa and Jack Frost and snowmen and reindeer and bells.
Little statues of babies will lay in hay mangers as the Christian world celebrates the birth of another special baby. A baby born 2,000+ years before you. You will come to know him as your Savior, Jesus Christ. Songs will be sung about Him as well. Those songs will be different, more reverent, but joyful. Grandma and Grandpa Rowberry will sing them with their choir. You're daddy and I will watch them on TV this year because you'll be so big and almost ready to make your debut.
If you are quite late and come after Christmas you will miss the festivities and have to wait another year to experience these wonderful things. Maybe this will motivate you to come on time, baby girl. :) I may have come three weeks late when I was born but I don't know why I waited so long. The world is a beautiful place when you are surrounded by people who love you. And you will be.