Dear little lady,

As a mama to your brothers, before you came along I was very much used to having boys.  I know the silliness of boys.  The ease of dressing them in jeans and a tshirt.  Heck that’s always in style!  Not much to mess up there!  I know the love from a little boy to his mama.

While pregnant with you I thought very often about what it would be like when you arrived.  How our relationship would be different than my relationship with your brothers as you grew.  

I thought about tutus and headbands.  I thought about prom dresses and cute jeans of which both will probably turn out to be too expensive.  

I also thought about what I wanted to show you as your mama.  How to speak sweetly and live life patiently.  How to stick to what you know is right and be confident enough in yourself to not cave to peer pressure at the most important times in your life.  How to give everyone the benefit of the doubt but be wise when disappointment comes because it will.  What a struggle I’ve had with ALL those things.

Sweet girl, your heart will get broken but it will heal.  You will be hurt by a friend but it will make you less naïve to the ugliness of human nature.  You will laugh and won’t be able to stop.  You will be loved by your mama, daddy and brothers so much more than you will ever be able to comprehend. 

I wish you a sweet life…a challenging life…a funny life.  I pray that you will find Jesus and rest in him and never stray.  I pray for myself to guide you in all the right ways but I know that that is NOT going to happen.  I will make far too many mistakes in my journey as your mama.  Please know that none of that is my intention.  Please know that my biggest fear is messing you up.  Please NEVER doubt my love for you, my prayers each day for you or my dedication to being your mother.   

  

I love you my little one.