A letter to Scarlett

Jun 25, 2010

A little over a year ago, I stood frozen in the bathroom of our first house, tears running down my face, thinking "I'm just not ready...how am I going to do this"?  When the moment came and I told your dad we just sat next to each other on the couch in silence, half smiles on our faces, looking around us at a world that we knew would never be the same.

As the months past and I started to see and feel your little hands and feet trapped inside, I would get so excited to share those moments with anyone I thought would get as much joy out of it as I did, especially your dad.  We would sit on the bed at night waiting in anticipation for your next kick.  Your dad and I would read you classic Pooh stories hoping you would somehow drink in the sound of our voices and be soothed by them when you entered this crazy world.  Yet, somehow in all of the planning and excitement the reality of your very being never truly set in until the day you graced us with your long awaited presence.  Those little hands and feet that I had been constantly complaining about kicking my ribs and punching my bladder where finally here.  Flesh and bone.  You looked at us with big blue eyes and fiery red hear and all I could do was cry and say "she is so beautiful".  My tears of fear turned into tears of joy and hope, on that day our lives changed forever.

Your little life has impacted us in ways we never expected.  You have brought us a joy so pure and so unexplored.  You have given purpose to our marriage and taught us the richness of unselfish love.  With each stage you conquer we are encouraged to communicate and compromise, knowing that the habits we create now will be the stepping stones we need to become the best parents we can, assisting you as you grow into a strong and faithful women.  I pray that you will bear with us in our inevitable mistakes and know that in our faults we love you with all that we have and all that we are.

Thank you for being the perfect gift to our once incomplete family.

Your adoring parents.