Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Two months since I met my daughter!

Dear Zoe,

Two months ago today, Daddy and I met you for the first time! You were two and a half weeks old and weighed 3 pounds 3 ounces. We couldn't believe how small you were. Moments after we told our adoption agency social worker that we wanted to adopt you, we prayed for you. Dad prayed the "Jesus prayer"...that you would "grow in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man".

Amen!

Small and smiling!
And look how you have grown! In the past two months, you have gained five pounds, grown at least 5 inches longer, and graduated from preemie to newborn size in both diapers and clothing!

Two months later...still with a beautiful smile!
 Zoe, being your mother is heaven on earth for me! I love you so much! I love holding and cuddling you, putting you in cute baby girl outfits, caring for you, and taking your pictures!

Daddy and I have figured out a feeding schedule for you that allows both him and me to get a decent night's sleep. I do your late night feedings and he does your early morning ones. This works out well, since I'm a night owl and he is a morning person. I love cuddling you late at night. Usually, we are on a love seat curled up watching something on Netflix. You like to sleep on my chest, knees tucked up under you in a little ball. I'm savoring these moments of your early life because I know that the first year passes so quickly! Even though the thought of these early days winding to an end makes me a little sad, I'm also excited for what is yet to come.

When we were deciding to pursue adopting a third child (YOU!), it became very clear to me how important it was for me to have a daughter. Maybe it's because I grew up in a family of girls, or maybe it's just because I'm a bit of a girly girl and I wanted to share that with a daughter. All I can say is that I am absolutely delighted to have YOU for my daughter, and I find myself looking forward to sharing so many life experiences with you. From the superficial/stereotypical things like shopping and pedis to deeper things like developing a real heart-to-heart relationship with you and talking about all sorts of things.

Your name means "life" and I am so blessed to be a witness to yours. I pray that God blesses you with a beautiful and abundant life. Just as Daddy prayed for you that first day we met you, may you grow in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man.

I love you all the way up to the moon and back,
Mama

5 comments:

kmrf said...

Congrats on being blessed with such a beautiful daughter. I had a secret heart wish for a daughter and when God gave me one I was so thankful. Watching her dream and grown in ways similar to how I did is so special.

Robyn :) said...

She is so beautiful, Tracy.

Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness!! She really grew!
She is so adorable! Those cheeks!!
God Bless Her!!

Love,
Sadie

merinz said...

She is so beautiful, I can understand how proud you are of her.

J at www.jellyjules.com said...

Oh, what a sweet and lovely post! I wanted a boy, because I believed that boys were closer to their mothers, and I wanted a mama's boy. Silly. I got a mama's girl (though she's close with both of us, so that's GREAT, we both win.)

My mom and brother were SO similar in personality and looks, and I took more after my dad. But my mom and I had a different bond, being as how we were both female, both loved animals, both were mothers. Really, I think we bonded the most over being mothers. Richard had her same sense of humor, love of science fiction, enjoyment of arguing. I guess it's just good to know that both boys and girls are amazing. And I'm SO glad you have a girl to enjoy along with your beautiful boys!

My test words to post are:
CLAIGHE DEAREST

Doesn't that sound like something a parent would say to a little Irish baby? "Go to sleep, Chaighe Dearest..."