Friday July 24
Little one, every night we pray for you and we always imagine every last detail of who you would be, what color will your eyes be? As blue as the sea? As green as the grass? As brown as mahogany? Will your precious baby hair be curly or straight? Will it be brown, black, blonde, or something in between? Through all the nights we spent quietly thinking of how we would feel when we first look at you we knew no matter what you will look like we will love you, love you more then all the stars in the sky.. we can’t wait to meet you, we can’t wait to hold you, and we can’t wait to love you.
