I remember hoping our son would not grow old without children to love him and care for him.
I remember he didn’t fret about it like his momma did.
I remember when the birth control methods were stopped.
I remember the little package with the onesie announcing the coming arrival.
I remember the pregnancy and the protective daddy-to-be.
I remember a tiny baby girl in the hands of that son I didn’t want to grow old without children.
I remember wearing masks and sanitizing everything in sight, fighting against an invisible viral threat.
I remember wondering if you’d ever get to o see our faces and recognize us!
I remember you were such a good little baby.
I remember you would just close your eyes and be asleep.
I remember when you woke up, you would just lay there looking around.
I remember you were such a tiny little thing.
I remember the baby doll I gave you was so much bigger than you were.
I remember you are bigger than the doll now, but still little.
I remember watching your little personality blossom.
I remember how you giggle now when you are crawling away from me.
I remember how you become so animated and excited at the sight of Elmo.
I remember that you would really like to play with the dog toys.
I remember that of course, everything goes in your mouth.
I remember you love to bathe in the kitchen sink.
I remember you left me a prize there one day! (I won’t document that with a photo!)
I have tried to soak up every single moment of the last year. Time passes at greater speed with my every birthday. How has our little princess gone from a tiny little infant to a giggling little girl trying to climb into the dishwasher?
I remember that today, Karsyn Lynn, you are one year old.
I remember also this morning, to thank God for you… your daddy has that child I prayed for.
I ask God to give both your parents wisdom as they train you up in the way you should go.
