My dearest most precious Isabella,
Who knew that monitoring you would be so fun? You were a crack. I love you, baby. You have a fiesty little personality that has served you well during this difficult time. I thank the Lord that He blessed you with some of your mother's obstinance. My closest friends and family have labeled me as stubborn and I agree. It has served me well. Sometimes our strengths can be our faults. I am sure that sometimes my stubborn determination extends itself to that degree at times. I try to be reasonable, but if I am sure, I am sure.
I prefer another name for it. It sounds better. Perseverance.
Never give up!
Sometimes I label it optimism, determined that if I never give up, I haven't failed yet. Not only that, but with God all things are possible!
Sounds reasonable to me.
Did I remember to tell you that you threw a little fit during your nonstress test monitoring yesterday? They couldn't keep the monitor on you. You weren't having any of it. Every time it touched you, you squirmed out of the way. After almost an hour, you finally gave up and consented to the little monitor touching you. LOL!
I was so encouraged by your determination to avoid that monitor. It seemed very healthy to me.
I can't wait to meet you, hold you and love you...... I am dreaming daydreams of nursing, rocking and singing (I am choosing to forget sleepless nights, but will confess that I will praise God for every one if He lets me keep you.)I am dreaming of swingsets, sandboxes and strollers.
I am dreaming of loving you for a long time. I think this is one of the first times that my heart has been able to go there, precious. Keeping you is one of the deepest desires of my heart. The reality that I might not get to has been all too real. (Father, keep her safe.)
Must be prayers lifting me up and encouraging my heart.
I feel better this week. If labor and blood pressure problems will hold off, I will fix you a nursery. I can't wait.
I love you so much!