Dear Baby Taylor... The last days of our lives without you are coming to a close. With each sunrise, our little calendar boasts more guesses from family and friends as to when you might arrive. So every morning I wake up anticipating the beautiful, exciting realization of inviting you here to join our team, to choose us as we chose you. We talked about you for years. We always wanted to be sure we were choosing you, truly choosing you when we chose to have a baby--not the status quo, not the fairytale Happily Ever After, not the year, the month, the day, the time but you. It's kind of our thing in this family, choosing that is. That's why "Mom" and "Dad" are a thing in this little unit. We chose each other and we choose family, and we choose to love them every day, and we love making that choice.
And now we have. Without a doubt and like an "I do," I know firmly in my heart that you are my choice, my family, and I will love you forever and for always, no matter what.
We're so excited to meet you--you, this third little heart filled with all the extra love we couldn't contain alone anymore. We're so glad you're coming. I choose you, Baby.
Thank you for choosing us.
Love,
Mom
Choose your love, love your choice.
