"While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about." ~Angela Schwindt~

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Dear Abigail,

Dear Abigail,

Happy Birthday to the sweetest little 2 year old I know!  We are so richly blessed to have you as our daughter and I am just so thankful and honored to call you mine here on Earth.  I pray daily that God will continue to hold, keep, protect and blessed you, and I just tear up when I get to hold you close and think about how God has let me borrow you for a while.  I praise Him because you are fearfully and wonderfully made!  It doesn’t seem like it has been two years since I laid eyes on you for the first time.  I will remember the day I became your mommy like it was yesterday forever.  I laid my eyes on your sweet little face and held you tight.  I never wanted to let you go.  I truly don’t know how I survived before you came along.  You have added so much joy to our lives and I am thankful for everything about you. 

You truly have the sweetest heart and have such care and concern for your friends and family.  You love your bubby so much and when he cries you try to make him feel better by giving him something of yours.  You shower us with hugs, kisses, and just your sweetness every day.  It is hard for me to capture words for my love for you.  I know you will know what I am talking about one day when you hold your children. 

We had a cookie monster birthday party for you today!  You sure love cookie monster – you walk around and say “cookie monster, yum yum yum.”  You live life with such a love and passion.  I love to watch you find joy in laughter, playing, being with friends…  When you laugh you laugh hard, when you cry you cry hard, when you love – you love so much.  It just melts my heart to see you pucker those little lips wanting a kiss from your mommy.  Seeing you is definitely the highlight of my day!  This past year has been amazing and  I just love every moment with you!  I am so thankful God has allowed me to be your mommy!  Happy Birthday!!!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Dear Lucas,


Dear Lucas,

You are 5 ½ weeks old!  I have been off work for 6 weeks now and it is hard to believe that my maternity leave is ½ way over.  I love my days with you.  Right now you are still waking up every 3 hours to eat.  You take your bottles like a pro and wouldn’t miss a meal or show up late for your meal either.  I’m not quite sure what I am going to do with my blonde hair blue eyed boy, with two little dimples.  You are just adorable and I know that you are going to be a heart breaker.

You love to be held.  Right now you are in your daddy’s arms snoozing while he also rests.  You like your swing.  We turn it on high and it has a little mobile and you enjoy watching your friends spin around in circles, aka parrot, monkey and frog.  You have out grown your newborn clothes and wearing size 0-3 months clothing.  It’s hard to believe I have already had to pack up some of your clothes.  I think your favorite spot is in my arms.  You look at me with your eyes wide open like you are studying my face.  We read in the mornings, play with your sissy in the evenings, and you make your little coo noises all day long.  You have learned where your hands and feet are and learning to find your little voice.

I love you so much little man!

Your mommy

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Dear Abigail,


Dear Abigail,

You have grown up so much the past month.  You have become such a loving sweet little girl, who just loves and cares for her brother.  You have adjusted so well to him coming home, and you are such a helper girl with him.  You love to give him kisses and hugs, and for some reason you feel the need to touch his face and head often.  You are loving and gentle towards him and you call him “your bubby”.  You have called him Lucas a couple times, but mostly you call him bubby.

You also right now like to be the center of attention and the life of the party.  We went to our neighborhood cookout and you didn’t know 90 percent of the people there, but you made friends quick wanting to give everyone hugs.  You would walk around while we were eating dinner and just say “hi guys” as loud as you could.  For dinner you had a hotdog and it was off the bun all cut up and had your bun on the side.  I think it is so funny, but you loaded your French fries up on your bun and ate them like a hot dog.  You were very proud of your creation and gobbled it right up.

We’ve created a “good girl board” on our wall for you.  We give you stickers when you get ready well, or pick up your toys, eat your dinner well, or get ready for bed without a fuss.  You are so proud of your board.  You will go to it and point to where it says good girl, and say “good girl, that’s Abby” and then pat your little chest.  You put your stickers up there with such enthusiasm and accomplish.  Once your sticker goes on the board you want us all to clap and call you a good girl, which you are.

You are absolutely obsessed with blue’s clues now.  We DVR them and watch an episode when you get home from daycare.  You walk in, bring me the remote, and ask me to turn it on.  When the episode is over you do the sign language and ask for “more clues”.  Your little eyes just light up when they sing their music to the show and when the clues come on.  You point to the TV and yell, “clue clue”.   So sweet.  

I never knew my heart could love someone as much as I love you.  I love you so incredibly much and it just grows and grows.  I hope you always have such a sweet giving little heart that you do right now.  You are so concerned with the well being of others.  If we sneeze you say bless you, if we cough you ask us if we are “kokay”.  When your bubby cries you look at him with concerns and say, “don’t cry bubby, don’t cry, its kokay”.  I pray for you every day that you resist the evils in this world and love Jesus.  You most definitely love going to church at this time in your life, but it’s not about going to church, it’s about loving Jesus and accepting him as your Lord and savior.  I love you baby girl… You will always be my baby girl. 
Love,
Mommy