The night before you were born...

Dear Reed,

It's hard to believe, but after 40 weeks (and two days) of waiting and anticipation, it's the night before you are to be born. Your daddy and I have been praying about this day and for you since we found out you would be joining our family back in August. Today, that seems like a lifetime ago.

Since that day, you've become part of our hearts. We talk about you all the time - wondering what you will be like, who you will look like, what sort of personality you'll develop. Our world is forever changing tomorrow, and yours is just beginning.

We have done everything we can to prepare for you - if you can even prepare to have a baby. We've taken the classes at the hospital, diligently attended all of our doctor's appointments, prepared your room and checked all the lists of things people tell you to do to get ready. Still, less than 12 hours from going to the hospital, I feel woefully unprepared.

Momma is a worrier. How will we know what to do? What if we do something that breaks you? How will we pay for Baylor? (Ok, I'm jumping ahead of myself - you don't have to go to Baylor. We can talk about that later...)

Most of all, your daddy and I just want to raise you the best way we can. We want you to know the love of God and the tremendous, saving sacrifice that He made for you and for us. We want you to grow up feeling loved and encouraged - and given every opportunity to live the life God has planned for you. We hope you are filled with joy and that you are respected as an honest and compassionate man.

We want you to know that we love you with all of our hearts - and that we promise to do our absolute best to raise you well.

I am scared. I am excited. I am ready to see your sweet face and snuggle you close. There's a lot we still have to do in the next 24 hours, but the end result will be so worth it.

We love you so much, little man. Momma and Daddy can't wait to meet you and start our life as a family of three. See you soon!

Love,

Momma