Fall is coming. You love the fall. Specifically, Halloween. Everything Halloween. And Scooby still. I suppose bc everything Scooby gets into is spooky. I bought you a book today, The Berenstein Bears trick or treating. You fell asleep after we read it (and Goodnight Moon, It's Time for Bed, etc), all snuggled up on my shoulder. Until you roll over to face the wall and I listen to your breathing change into that slow, rhythmic deep breathing. You seem so content and I love to feel your wam breath on my neck before you roll over. Then I'll stroke your sweet forehead or hand and we prayers. I've thanked God so much more these (almost) three sweet years you've been in my life. You make my heart swell. And some days I stil can't believe you are really mine. I've been keeping up with a few blogs lately. Some written by moms with really sick babies. And I feel so blessed. It's not that I didn't feel so very blessed the day we knew we were finally going to have a baby. But reading these mom pour out their fears and the events that have torn their lives apart.... It humbles me. Makes me hug you tighter. And truly, madly, deeply cherish every. Single. Moment. With you, my mini-me. We never know when the day will come when a doctor's appt, a lab test or a cat scan will change our lives. Forever. And I am so grateful, blessed, overcome with gratitude, however you want to put it.... That I have you, my sweet, smart, HEALTHY Anna. I love you more than words can say.
Love,
Momma
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