When hubby and I first started talking about having a baby, I always talked about a baby girl. I never gave much thought to having a boy. My grandmother was an only child-a girl...my mother was an only child-a girl....I am an only child-a girl....I couldn't break the trend could I? I sure hoped not.
After I found out I was pregnant, something told me it was a boy. I think I was trying to convince myself so if I really did have a boy, I wouldn't be so disappointed. I remember they day of my ultrasound like it was yesterday. We went in and her legs were crossed and pulled up to her chest. Stubborn already. After almost 30 min. of doing everything under the sun to get her to move and turn around, she finally flipped and revealed she was a girl!
Tears of joy flowed down my cheeks. I was going to have my little girl...my best friend in the making. I couldn't have been happier. The next thing I envisioned was a little red headed freckle faced snaggle toothed little girl running around.
Several months before she was born, my mom called to tell me of a dream my daddy had. He told her that he had a dream about the baby and she was going to have dark hair. He told of how he dreamed that he was sitting on the altar of our church beside a beautiful little dark haired girl holding the microphone for her while she sang "Jesus Hold My Hand" with him. I've never forgot that..
Just recently, his dream has almost come true. She has a new found love of singing with our church choir and where does she go?
Right beside Papa. He stands her on the baptismal so she is as tall as everyone else. Although she doesn't know all of every song, she sings her little heart out. It is precious.
We will work on learning "Jesus Hold My Hand" and truly make his dream come true one day, but I am sure this makes him pretty happy. Smile.
She is still so small in my eyes but has such a love for Jesus already that warms my heart.
I love our conversations about Jesus and the Lord. She amazes me sometimes and leaves me with my mouth open sometimes too.
I hope all of you have had a great weekend.
It is supposed to be a stormy evening with storms tomorrow too. Ugh...
Darbee is supposed to start her swim lessons tomorrow, so we will wait on the weather and see.
Then, we are surprising her and taking her somewhere extra fun...I can't wait!
Until next time....