Dreaming About Tempe

                                                             January 28th 2013


To My Wonderful Child,
                        As always I love you! I will be 6 months tomorrow. It is crazy to think how quickly time flies. I dream of you often. In many of these dreams you are born early. There have been some unexpected bumps during the pregnancy and we have been seeing specialist after specialist. You are a high risk case. As frustrating as so many doctors appointments can be, your father and I are blessed and thankful to be able to give you the best care.  The doctors say that you could be born and possibly live at this point. They told me you weigh a little over 1 pound. I can't imagine going into labor now. Your daddy and I are impatiently awaiting your arrival, but we are nowhere near ready and set up to have you. There is still so much to do, and you would be tiny and probably in the NICU for a long time. Unable to be held and nursed. We wouldn't want that. So you just stay put until all your important organs are developed. I feel you move a lot now. Especially at night. Clearly you do not understand that mommy has to sleep. When you kick hard it tickles and makes me laugh. I know it's cognitively impossible, but I think you know when people are talking about you. Every time we do, you start doing summersaults in my tummy. You are quite the little show off. Grammy is the most stoked about your arrival. She talks to you in my tummy and prays over you every time we visit. I think Grammy will have a hard time sharing you with others. You might even trump the dogs Leilani and Gracie when it comes to being held. This is quite a feat, dear one.
                       I pray you are a happy baby. Daddy and I want to be able to give you the world. Although this often won't be possible, we never want you to lack in cuddles, kisses, hugs, and love. You are so very special. Our own little miracle, so I pray for joy. That your tiny body be filled with it. That your baby giggles will permeate our hearts and our home. My sweet daughter, I can hardly wait to hold you and smother you with kisses. Until then, I shall dream of you and all I hope you experience in life.
                                                      Love,
                                                               Mom