My dearest youngest borns,
I might have cried scared tears when I saw the both of you on that sonogram back in June. I never expected you, but I think I wanted this all along. I pushed the deep desire for twins down somewhere in between all nighters and diapers and breastfeeding gone awry with your big sister. That’s not for me, I could never handle that. But, there you were…the two of you, I always knew you were in my future. And your daddy was beaming next to me.
And now, so close to the day I will meet you, I am consumed with thoughts of you. Dreams of you. Hopes for you.
Sometimes I think our world is too horrific for you. Then I quickly remember that there is one thing that combats evil, and that is goodness. And the world needs more goodness, little ones.
For you, I don’t desire that you be the most popular, the most athletic, the most beautiful and talented. Because those things, little boy and little girl, are fleeting.
My last borns, there are better things if you want them.
For you, my third girl…I pray that your sisters and your brother will be your best friends on Earth, as your dad and I are best friends with our brothers and sisters. I hope that you will dance to the beat of your own drum and remember that YOU have been uniquely created to grace this world the way you are. When people compare you to your big sisters, don’t listen. You are YOU. You are not them. When your friends are chasing after boys, I hope you remember that if a boy is worth it, he’ll chase after you. You don’t ever need to play dumb or pretend to like sports or worse, give your body away when you don’t want to. Wait for a guy who is like your dad: valiant, good, smart, and funny. Don’t settle for anything less. It’s worth it. I promise. When you choose a career someday, follow your heart-even if it lacks prestige or money. It’s ok to be adventurous and do the things no one thought you could do. You come from a long long line of determined women. You are able, baby girl.
For you, my only boy. I never knew I wanted a boy, until I saw you dancing around on my first sonogram. You looked like nothing more than a little pea, but I knew in my spirit, you were my boy, and that made me happier than you will ever know. I pray you are strong and confident; you’ll need to be with those three crazy big sisters. I pray that you’ll look after them, even though they are older. You will learn young that we women, can be sort of crazy…sort of emotional, and so you will foster the art of compassion. It will serve you well all of your days. I pray you will pursue truth and justice and respect and that you will be a strong force of goodness in this family and in our world. And that you and sweet baby sister will be the best of friends for all of your days. I cried one day thinking about the woman you will someday marry. Choose wisely. Choose a woman who is strong and smart and not afraid to speak her mind. It will be hard, but it will be worth it. Work in a job that makes your spirit fulfilled…no matter the paycheck. Do what you love.
I can’t wait to meet you and hold you,
Your mama (and your daddy and sisters)