A few days before my 64th birthday I first heard about you.
It was a beautiful hot sunny day in late September. Mommy had invited me to pick her up for lunch. She wanted to eat outdoors. Once settled, she pushed her purse across the table to me while saying..”I have something for you inside, but don’t take it out.” As I opened the huge leather satchel I spied not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 purple and white pregnancy test sticks. Trying not to scream out in delight, I looked at the results and sure enough …..we are expecting a baby.
After a couple of weeks the doctor determined you would arrive May 6th, 2014. This is a great date because your Uncle Scott and Cousin Dominic were born on May 5th. In fact we have several May birthdays in our family.
I begged to go to the first Doctor appointment, but Mommy felt it should be just she and your Daddy. So, I gave them that. But, I prayed really hard she would let me come along on the next visit. They were planning to do a sonogram then as well. God answered my prayers, I was there, you were 13 weeks, to watch you kicking, sucking your thumb, tumbling around in your Mommy’s belly. I was over the moon with joy.
Grandpa is trying to pretend like he is not too excited. But, I know how he truly feels and he is so happy and proud. It is sort of an Italian thing I believe. He is worried we will get so excited about you coming and be devastated should everything not go just right. You know it takes a million things to go just right to make a perfect baby. So, we will trust that God is in control and He will fearfully and wonderfully knit you.
Psalm 139: 13-16
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
Your Mimi’s have it all worked out as to watching you while Mommy & Daddy work. We both love you already so deeply and cannot wait to smell your baby skin and kiss your sweet face.
I love you Baby G. even if, boy or girl, you don’t turn out to have blonde curly hair. I will love you no matter what! That is a promise.
Now stay all snug and comfy till you are ready to make your grand appearance in May. I’ll be praying for your every day.