Friday, February 15, 2013

A love letter

A love letter to Cash and Millie....



Cash you are such a blessing to me.  Every day that I have you to look at, laugh with, and love is the greatest blessing to me.  We weren’t sure we would have a healthy boy but not only are you healthy, you’re thriving.  When I was pregnant with you, Daddy and I were told you would be born with a chromosomal abnormality and some birth defects that made your survival unlikely.  I wasn’t sure if you were going to be alright but I knew that I would love you and I figured we’d get through it a day at a time.  I was going to fight for you and any chance you had.  I feel the same way today, always willing to fight for you to give you the best life you can have.  I want to give you the world.  I want you to have a long happy life, the kind of happiness that comes from knowing you are loved.  You are a joy!  You’re filled with energy and laughter.  I’m amazed at your ingenuity and tenaciousness.  Most of all, I love your tender heart.  You are so incredibly thoughtful and sensitive.  You love to make us laugh and you rarely prefer to be by yourself.  You’d much rather be climbing on us or loving on us.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  I only wish your childhood would pass slowly so I could soak up every minute with you.  You are TREASURED my precious boy.  


 Valentine's Cash and I made for his class with homemade heart crayons.


 Millie, you are a little ray of sunshine.  You are such a happy girl and your smile is infectious.  I can’t imagine my life without you.  The road to having you wasn’t an easy one.  I had a miscarriage followed by a scary hemorrhage and I wondered at the time if I was meant to have another baby. The Lord knew what baby I should have and it was you.  I hope when you grow up, you’ll look back on your childhood and think, “I want to be the kind of mom that my mom was.”  I pray you’ll find a man who loves you more than he loves himself and that he’ll love you for who you really are and not who he wants you to be.  I pray that I get to see you hold your own babies for the first time.  I pray that I can snuggle with them the way I snuggle with you now.  This time with you is going by so fast.  I treasure every second of your childhood.  All too soon you’ll be a strong independent woman.  It’s then that I hope I can be the first person you call when you have a bad day and the first person you share good news with.  I’ll always be here for you, waiting with a hug and as much love as you need.