Dear Sophia,
Before you, there was me and Daddy. Before Daddy, there was just me. I was alone, and I wanted a family. I could have never imagined what I would get!
You have made me so happy beyond the five letters of the word. You have brought me back to the purest moments of my own childhood; to memories I had long forgotten: Jumping in a pool with its cold, grassy water on a hot July afternoon or the magic of pretend. You are a light, and I will work for the rest of my life to see that you never lose that.
That is my commitment to you.
Love,
Mom
Friday, June 18, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
It's Time
January 25, 2009 --(written the day before you were born)
"For those of you who are rollercoaster people, you'll appreciate this.
The best way to describe everything in the simplest of ways.
I've been in line for my first thrill-seeking attraction at the amusement park this whole time. Throughout my long wait, I've heard other's stories of their times on this rollercoaster. In good company, I've laughed a lot...and I've alo lost my patience.
Today, I'm on the platform. I see the operator directing each person to their respective cart...And now, he's turned to me. He gently touches my shoulder and points, and while I know he's shouting orders, I hear no sound. In a vacuum, I'm just following directions. I sit down, pull the safety harness over my shoulders, and check it twice more. With everything in slow motion, I take a deep breath.
There's no turning back now.
I look to my left and see Scott. He's beaming without hesitation and with total excitement. Everything's going to be ok.
I'm not sure what this ride is going to entail. I'm terrified and excited and the butterflies fill my belly,but I can tell you postively one thing:
My arms will feel the wind,
my ears will hear the laughter,
my eyes will see it all,
and I will end this crazy ride with a smile on my face.
*I just want to thank everyone for all of their love and support. All of your kind words and stories. I've soaked it all in like a sponge. And now, it's my turn."
"For those of you who are rollercoaster people, you'll appreciate this.
The best way to describe everything in the simplest of ways.
I've been in line for my first thrill-seeking attraction at the amusement park this whole time. Throughout my long wait, I've heard other's stories of their times on this rollercoaster. In good company, I've laughed a lot...and I've alo lost my patience.
Today, I'm on the platform. I see the operator directing each person to their respective cart...And now, he's turned to me. He gently touches my shoulder and points, and while I know he's shouting orders, I hear no sound. In a vacuum, I'm just following directions. I sit down, pull the safety harness over my shoulders, and check it twice more. With everything in slow motion, I take a deep breath.
There's no turning back now.
I look to my left and see Scott. He's beaming without hesitation and with total excitement. Everything's going to be ok.
I'm not sure what this ride is going to entail. I'm terrified and excited and the butterflies fill my belly,but I can tell you postively one thing:
My arms will feel the wind,
my ears will hear the laughter,
my eyes will see it all,
and I will end this crazy ride with a smile on my face.
*I just want to thank everyone for all of their love and support. All of your kind words and stories. I've soaked it all in like a sponge. And now, it's my turn."
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
How Can I Not?
January 17, 2009 --"I haven't mentioned is how truly emotional and fearful I am as we get closer to the birth of our daughter. I've heard a lot of parents say: "Daughters are just harder to raise." To which I'd always think to myself, Well, that's pretty sexist. What's so bad about us?
Now, as we near the arrival of our girl, I'm really starting to understand what they meant. It's not that there's anything wrong with little girls. On the contrary, they are a beautiul blessing. Still, there are so many anxieties that blaze through my mind on a constant reel lately, leaving me with so many questions.
How do I teach her confidence without conceit?
I want to instill generosity in her, let her know that material things don't make a person, and still, I want to give her everything.
I want her to never doubt that she's the center of our world but to also understand that the world does not revolve around her.
How do I let her know that she can do anything a man can do but still show her the importance of being a lady? And let her know it's never ok for any man treat her less than just that...
Moreover, how do I teach her the difference between a man who treats her like a lady for the wrong reasons and the one who treats like a lady because she is.
How do you protect your kids and still manage to let them experience life? And with so many horrible horrible stories on the news, after seeing kidnappings and children being killed in freak sports accidents, how do you ever let them go out of the house again?
To be fair through all of this, I've also heard the phrase, "Thank Heaven for little girls." And there's no denying that this is absolutely true. Our daughter is a gift from God, and if He believes we can handle such an awesome task, then I shouldn't question... but still, how can I not?"
Now, as we near the arrival of our girl, I'm really starting to understand what they meant. It's not that there's anything wrong with little girls. On the contrary, they are a beautiul blessing. Still, there are so many anxieties that blaze through my mind on a constant reel lately, leaving me with so many questions.
How do I teach her confidence without conceit?
I want to instill generosity in her, let her know that material things don't make a person, and still, I want to give her everything.
I want her to never doubt that she's the center of our world but to also understand that the world does not revolve around her.
How do I let her know that she can do anything a man can do but still show her the importance of being a lady? And let her know it's never ok for any man treat her less than just that...
Moreover, how do I teach her the difference between a man who treats her like a lady for the wrong reasons and the one who treats like a lady because she is.
How do you protect your kids and still manage to let them experience life? And with so many horrible horrible stories on the news, after seeing kidnappings and children being killed in freak sports accidents, how do you ever let them go out of the house again?
To be fair through all of this, I've also heard the phrase, "Thank Heaven for little girls." And there's no denying that this is absolutely true. Our daughter is a gift from God, and if He believes we can handle such an awesome task, then I shouldn't question... but still, how can I not?"
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