Holiday With You

Good Morning Sweet Child,

This morning you are on my mind.  I am at home sick today with a cold, and I can't help gazing across the living room at our fireplace and stockings hung, imagining what it will look like with your's hanging there beside ours. My heart is full with the thought of knowing that one Christmas, not too long from now, we will get to spoil you with presents and watch you tear through neatly wrapped packages from loved ones. We will teach you about the miracle of Jesus' birth.  We will celebrate our lives together as a family and the unique way we were brought together.  You are already so cherished.

As your dad and I decorated the tree last weekend, we discussed how someday I will have to let go of my desire for every bulb to be perfectly placed and coordinated.  Before long, our tree will be decorated with hand crafted ornaments that inevitably will clash with every other bulb--but those will be the most beautiful ornaments of all, because you, my dear, will be the maker.

We don't know when you'll enter our home, but we pray for you each and every day.  Wherever you are (in heaven or your birth mother's womb), you are loved and cared for. 

I can't wait for morning snuggles, afternoon giggles, and to rock you to sleep each night.  I can't wait to celebrate Christmas with you!  Although three years is a long time to wait for you, I know that God had other faithful people who desired parenthood wait even longer. He performs the most amazing of miracles.

When I get to hold you in my arms for the first time...this will be, for us, the most special miracle of all.

My heart is full while awaiting  you're arrival, whether it's 7 days from now or 500 days from now.  

We look forward to celebrating future holidays with you by our side...but this Christmas, we are already celebrating with you in our hearts.