Dear Lila Ross,
Yesterday was pretty fantastic.
In fact, this past weekend was great.
We made faces.
You wore accessories.
We cried. (Ok, I cried.)
Then we smiled again.
Then we played some more.
Then we hugged some more.
And played some more.
Then YOU sang even more.
And read me books.
I think we both needed to get lost in the comfort of that repetition.
It was a weekend filled with laughing, constant chatting and an ample amount of reflection.
I needed this, because you see, sweet girl, today is the day that your sister will come into our lives.
We talked about it all weekend… and I think you’re ready.
I’m so excited for you, Lila Ross.
I’m so excited that you will never remember a time without your sweet sister.
I’m so excited that you’re gaining a best friend; a partner in life.
…someone to disagree with, to potentially share [and fight about] clothes with, to commiserate with when you’re older…
…someone who will understand you and where you come from.
…someone who will nod in agreement when you say, “Mom is crazy.”
…someone who will will always want the best for you.
…someone who will will hold your hand throughout life.
Sweet Lila, you were our gift… now it’s time for your gift.
I love you sweet baby. And I always, always will.
Let’s do this thing.