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Dear Wyatt,

As I sit her writing you this letter while you flutter away in my belly, I cannot help but get sentimental. I am 37 weeks pregnant with you, sweet angel, and so ready to meet you. I cannot wait until they plop your gooey self on my chest right after you arrive. I will examine your fingers and toes anxiously awaiting to kiss them over and over. I will stare into your perfect little face and see a glimpse of God and Heaven. I will smell you eternally loving the quiet moments we have together; that is, until your two crazy brothers arrive to meet you.

As excited as I am to see whether you will be completely bald or have loads of hair like your siblings, I almost secretly desire for you to stay in just a little longer. Yes, mommy is uncomfortable, ready to be done, yada yada yada, but this time that we have together, now, is priceless. I am so blessed to be a woman and have the privilege of carrying you in my belly. It is a gift from God; absolutely magical. I will miss your flutters, bumps, and kicks and those moments when you make mommy look like she has an alien trying to escape her mid-section. Most of all, I will miss you. I will miss our special talks and those quiet moments, like now, when it is just you and I and it seems like no one else exists.

I must thank you, already, for being my son. I am blessed by you everyday. I am excited to watch you grow and flourish and witness the story that God has written for your life unfold. One favor I do ask, though, please do not grow up too fast. Know that you will always be my baby and my blessing.

All My Love Through Eternity,
Mommy
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Becca said…
Oh, you made me cry...
April 29, 2010 at 10:17 AM
Michelle said…
Awwwww.....that was so sweet. I am so happy for you and look forward to seeing Mr. Wyatt! However, I am also so happy you are enjoying those last few moments with him while he is only yours. XOXO
April 29, 2010 at 3:47 PM
missy said…
So beautiful. And a letter that Wyatt will cherish always. I'm so very excited for you, Megan...what an amazing blessing from God...carrying this precious gift. I totally get wanting to keep him in your belly a little longer. Enjoy these last few days, friend...keeping him all to yourself. Once he's out, he's free game to everyone to hold, love, and spoil.....and I personally cannot wait to meet him!
May 2, 2010 at 8:31 AM
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