It was something that Christian and I had agreed upon before we were ever actually expecting.

We wanted to write letters to our unborn child and to continue that tradition on every birthday of his or her life, (for as many years as we are blessed to have here on this earth).

We want our words to live on long after we are gone and for our child to be able to read them over and over again so that he or she may never forget our love. 

I really debated sharing these here, as they are so intimate, so personal and so very precious to us.

Ultimately though, with Christian’s permission, I also felt that should anything ever happen to the letters, this would be a safe place to store them.

The most special part to me is that Christian and I went into separate rooms to write them and did not discuss what to write ahead of time. 

Amazingly, our letters parallel each other in a beautiful and undeniable way. 

November 25, 2010

Dear Sweet Little One, 

          Today is Thanksgiving.  All I can think about is you.  I don’t even know you yet, and already I love you.  I am filled with thankfulness and praise.  I will never forget this day.   

          My whole world changed yesterday morning, when on a whim, I took a pregnancy test I had laying around.  I was convinced that I was experiencing pregnancy symptoms, but I had convinced myself of that before.  So, imagine my surprise as I came back into the bathroom after feeding Jude and Eleanor and saw that little blue plus sign. It took my breath away. My eyes filled with tears. I’m pretty sure the words, “I’m pregnant” came out of my mouth.  I looked at myself in the mirror and had trouble believing that the person I saw was really me. 

          I stood in shock.  I looked at the test again.  I jumped up and down.  I took a picture of the test with my phone.  Then, I prayed. I praised the Lord for this blessing that is you.  I was overcome with emotion and ultimately couldn’t verbalize a prayer.  I let my fleeting thoughts run wild.  These were some of the thoughts I had in the seconds that followed:

“God, you are good.  Your love endures forever. I’m scared but I trust you.

How is it possible that the Creator of the Heavens and Earth has entrusted me 

by placing His creation inside of me? This is a huge responsibility. Am I ready?

I trust you, God.  I believe you are good.

I want this child to know You and serve only You.

I love you, Lord.”

          I spent the rest of the day feeling numb.  It was surreal.  How would I tell your dad?  I thought I would write this letter and leave it for him to find, but later decided we should write you letters together.  I decided to use Jude and Eleanor.  I’m sure that once you are here, I won’t be able to remember how we could love our cats as much as we do. For now though, they are all we know of parenting.

          The time was never right that first day.  The next day, (today), was Thanksgiving.  I decided I would wake him up with the news.  I can’t think of a more amazing way to kick off the holiday season. So, early this morning, I woke up and took Ellie, Jude and some scrapbooking paper into the back bedroom.  I created some tags that said, “Future Big Brother” and “Future Big Sister” on some Christmas paper and tied them with red ribbon around the kitties’ necks. 

         Then, we went into the bedroom to tell your daddy that Christmas had come early.  I took a video of his reaction, which of course was priceless and so joyful.  Your dad is an amazing man.  He knows joy in an inexplicable way that can only be from the Holy Spirit.  He is a walking example of love. When I read 1 Corinthians 13, I can honestly say that he exemplifies those qualities in our marriage. He is patient.  He is kind.  He is not self-seeking.  He is not easily angered.  He keeps no record of wrongs.  He is quick to forgive and fights for our marriage daily.

          After Thanksgiving dinner tonight, (it was hard keeping our big secret in), Daddy and I went to the store to buy another pregnancy test to make sure all of this is real.  When we came out, it was snowing.  Time moved in slow motion.  I knew I would never forget that moment.  It was your first snowfall, (even though you are only the size of an orange seed right now). 

          So, for now, stay warm in there and keep growing strong and healthy.  You will be here in 8 short months. I can’t wait to meet you!

I love you,


“The Lord your God is with you.  He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you.  He will quiet you with His love.  He will rejoice over you with singing.”

Zephaniah 3:17

Dear Little Gift from God,

Today is the day I found out I was going to be your daddy.  This morning your mother crept into the bedroom, surprising me with the news.  As I laid in bed dreaming, I heard her come in with Jude and Eleanor, telling them to “go show daddy”.  When I opened my eyes, I saw both of them walking toward me with bows around their necks that read “Future Big Brother” and “Future Big Sister”.

          My reaction from that point was pure joy.  I am still full of joy right now.  This whole day has been full of nothing but excitement.  We can’t wait to share the news of you with everyone!

         It is amazing how I have known of you for only about 9 hours, but already have so much love for you.  To imagine what you will achieve throughout your life floods my mind right now.  God has truly created a miracle for your mother and I. This morning, after your mother told me about you, we prayed to God, thanking Him for blessing us with you.  We promised Him that we would raise you to know Him and that is exactly what we intend to do.

          Your mother is a wonderful woman.  She has a glow about her today that only you will continue to bring her.  I know that she will take amazing care of you for the next eight months.  You’re safe with her. 🙂

          I can’t wait to meet you, Little Blessing from God.  I promise to love you, support you, cherish you and take care of you as best I can.  You will bring so many joys to our lives over your lifetime.

I love you,