A Lesson in Patience
Dear baby girl,
Since Saturday morning, I have been pretty convinced that you would be arriving any day now. But here I am, four days later, and you are still very content to hang out in my belly for a little bit longer. In the grand scheme of things, this is obviously a good thing - babies who are born after 39 weeks (which I am today) fare much better than babies who are born any earlier. But truthfully, I'm more than ready to meet you. I seem to jump at every little pain or cramp that I feel in my belly/back and expect that'll continue until you arrive. Someday, when you're expecting your first baby, I'm sure you will understand the torment of waiting to meet your child... but in the meantime, let me explain my feelings to you.
For the past 9 months, you have grown inside me from a tiny ball of cells into a fully developed (albeit tiny) human. During this time, I have felt everything from nausea to flutters to kicks (and a lot more in between) and have experienced numerous emotional ups & downs that are no doubt God's way of preparing me for the rollercoaster of parenthood that is to come. What began as surprise and excitement when we first learned that we were expecting you quickly turned into fear and anxiety as I realized the inevitability of giving birth, which terrified me to no end. Now, I am at peace with the fact that I will soon be delivering you into this world, for as terrifying as it is, the end result - meeting you - is all I can think about.
Isn't it amazing that your existence is the direct result of two people's love for one another? Amazingly, I have only grown to love your daddy more over the past nine months as I have seen his constant support and caring nature during my pregnancy. I am so incredibly lucky to have married him, and I am proud that such a wonderful man will be your daddy.
So as my pregnancy nears its end, you, my dear daughter, have already taught me a lesson in patience. As difficult as it has been (and will be) to wait for you to officially join our world, your arrival will put every single feeling of anxiety and impatience into perspective. For you will be worth it, a thousand times over.
I love you already (and can't wait to meet you!),
Mommy
Since Saturday morning, I have been pretty convinced that you would be arriving any day now. But here I am, four days later, and you are still very content to hang out in my belly for a little bit longer. In the grand scheme of things, this is obviously a good thing - babies who are born after 39 weeks (which I am today) fare much better than babies who are born any earlier. But truthfully, I'm more than ready to meet you. I seem to jump at every little pain or cramp that I feel in my belly/back and expect that'll continue until you arrive. Someday, when you're expecting your first baby, I'm sure you will understand the torment of waiting to meet your child... but in the meantime, let me explain my feelings to you.
For the past 9 months, you have grown inside me from a tiny ball of cells into a fully developed (albeit tiny) human. During this time, I have felt everything from nausea to flutters to kicks (and a lot more in between) and have experienced numerous emotional ups & downs that are no doubt God's way of preparing me for the rollercoaster of parenthood that is to come. What began as surprise and excitement when we first learned that we were expecting you quickly turned into fear and anxiety as I realized the inevitability of giving birth, which terrified me to no end. Now, I am at peace with the fact that I will soon be delivering you into this world, for as terrifying as it is, the end result - meeting you - is all I can think about.
"We must understand that childbirth is fundamentally a spiritual, as well as a physical, achievement. The birth of a child is the ultimate perfection of human love.” ~Dr. Grantly Dick-ReadBefore my wedding, I often imagined the moment at which I'd see your daddy waiting for me at the end of the aisle. I tried to imagine what it would feel like to actually be experiencing it - for as beautiful as my projections were, I knew that they would not compare to the real moment. I feel much the same about your birth. I have imagined, over and over again, what the moment will be like when the pain is over and you have been delivered and placed in my arms. I will look into your beautiful little face and relish in the fact that together your daddy and I created a beautiful baby girl. Surely, though, the real moment will far exceed these expectations.
Isn't it amazing that your existence is the direct result of two people's love for one another? Amazingly, I have only grown to love your daddy more over the past nine months as I have seen his constant support and caring nature during my pregnancy. I am so incredibly lucky to have married him, and I am proud that such a wonderful man will be your daddy.
So as my pregnancy nears its end, you, my dear daughter, have already taught me a lesson in patience. As difficult as it has been (and will be) to wait for you to officially join our world, your arrival will put every single feeling of anxiety and impatience into perspective. For you will be worth it, a thousand times over.
I love you already (and can't wait to meet you!),
Mommy
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