i typed this on may 17th. but haven't been able to post until now. just for documentation sake...
dear sweet baby,
last night your daddy and i learned of you. of your existence.
we were super, super excited. as was your little brother. you see, when we are excited, pratt is excited too. so when daddy and i hugged and got all teary eyed, your brother smiled really big at us. because he knows that a hug is good. and happy.
today you are 4 weeks old. you're teeny tiny. i know that your neural tube is closing. i think that by the end of the first month, it will be closed. crazy to think how much you've already grown.
i just want you to know that i love you already. i've prayed for you since i found out yesterday and i will continue to pray for you daily.
you take it easy. i'll do all work. even if that means taking a handful of iron to make you good and strong.
we love you so, so much,
mommy. (and dad and pratt too).
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About Me
- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.
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