to make you feel my love

dear phoebe

last night we cut into the cake and discovered that this baby growing in mommy’s tummy is a girl! you screamed and bounced in your chair, so excited. from the very beginning you said you wanted a sister. then lately you’ve been wanting another brother. and late last night, after all the excitement had settled and we were tucking your sleepy head into your bed, your little precious face clouded over, your big solemn eyes became troubled.

“Mommy, can I get back in your tummy,” you asked.

“Will the ‘new girl’ sit in the front seat?” (your special favorite treat lately is when mommy lets you sit next to me in the car when we drive our back road home.)

and oh, my heart squeezed for you. do you know how special you are to me? no one and nothing ever can replace you, my girl. your quirky, silly, wild, hilarious, exuberant, scrawny, gorgeous little self is entirely unique. you’ll always be my very favorite firstborn ever.