So baby Idleman, as you can see me and your Dad have been doing our homework.  We have been trying to take in every part of what this monumental change means for our life.  We want to know as much as possible about the mysterious miracle that is quietly unfolding in my womb.  We want to do all we can to create a home that is filled with love and gives you what you need to achieve all your potential.  And I need to know that what is happening to my body and moods is normal and I have not suddenly become crazy or contracted a strange disease.  So, the books are our way of doing all that.

This book that we are writing is a small part of that too.. We just want you to have a small window our lives as we go through this transition and we want you to know that we just love you so much. We even loved you when you were just an idea, before we had any clue what it meant to be parents and as were just learning how to be us. We have always known that bringing little people into this world was apart of what it meant for us to join together in marriage and all the time me and your dad have just been us, growing up together, loving each other these past years– we always knew the day you arrived would be one of the best days of our lives.  We have no greater gift and no bigger job in this life than to be your Mom and Dad.

People say that once you have kids you never stop talking about those said kids.  This is entirely true. These past months you have been the center of our conversations.  Everyone wants to know what is up with you.  Me and your Dad talk all the time about what kind of parents we hope to be, how we are going to keep the love going between us, I keep looking up  creative ideas for your room (I know rooms really are not the most important thing.. but you will learn I have a love for home decor passed down from your grandmother… so I can’t help but focus on these sorts of things) and the list goes on and on.  I think this just happens though because really– not to give you too big of a head– but your kind of a big deal.

Your Dad’s grandfather passed away this weekend, so we went to the funeral and its always a humbling experience seeing what the end of this life holds.  Luckily with Jesus- we have life in heaven beyond death- so it’s not all tears and sorrow- but when you are at a funeral you realize so much that this life is a gift not to be wasted.  It goes fast…even if you are lucky and live to 81, it still goes so fast. You only get one chance to be alive,  so basically seeing that end of things and also knowing that we are about to be a critical part of the start of a new life, you just see that all we do for each other and to each other really  matters. You need us so much. You need me to be alive right now, you need me to feed you, to carry you, to keep you safe and as you grow you will need so many things. And so often people fail.  Mom’s aren’t there the way they should be and Dad’s are busy –and just like that all that time parents spend being busy– flies by– meanwhile a person is growing that has to figure out this crazy place and find a way make their life count often missing the tools they need to really be the best they can be.

Me and your Dad just want nothing more than to try to make our actions count with you.  No matter what you like, what talents you have– we don’t care.  We just care about who you are.  We want you to be a person that feels safe, knows your loved and intern can share that love with those in this world who need it.  There are a lot of people in this world that are going to need what you have to give.  Never underestimate the gift of you.  You are fearfully and wonderfully made for a purpose.  We just are so excited to be your mommy and daddy and look forward to getting to know you.

Love,

Your Mommy

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