My dearest little Philippa Ruth
The littlest one, the lovey of our hearts. You are just pure delight. There was nothing like seeing you for the first time. You were born in laughter and momma was full of indescribable joy. A shock of the darkest and softest hair, eyes so intense and grumpy looked at me as you guzzled milk for the first time. You just stared at me as if you never wanted to look away. You were the softest and pudgiest and sweetest little bundle. Big sister couldn’t wait to get her hands on you, big brother was filled with wonder. You were the sweetest Thanksgiving marvel. We loved bringing you home, it was a time filled with all the usual difficulties of adjusting to life with a newborn again. But in many ways, it was the sweetest newborn season we had experienced thus far. We knew by now how fleeting this time is, and we didn’t mind spoiling you. We snuggled with you and held you all the time. We let you sleep in our bed. We let you nurse even when it wasn’t quite “time” yet. We broke all of our own “rules” with silly grins on our faces. We savored you with great joy. It has been so fun to get to know you, to see your little personality shine forth. How you love your older siblings. How feisty and determined and stubborn you are, all the while being sweet and completely lovable. Knowing you and loving you and the great + high privilege of raising you is the supreme joy + honor of my life. You, along with brother and sister, of course. I am so happy to celebrate this first birthday with you. I hope it is the happiest birthday! Know, my sweet girl, how deeply loved you are, especially first + foremost by our great God who with tender foresight placed you in a family where you would be taught the glories + wonders of the Gospel. I hope we will always be faithful to point you to Him in every year along the way. Where we fail, He is perfect and unchanging. May His love for you in Christ Jesus be what undergirds every day of your life and may you shine as a bright light in your generation.
With all my love
(Pictures taken by my sister-in-law Addie + my friend Elise)
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