Olivia. Olivia has fell from my fingertips almost daily, as I type a random password into my computer. I have uttered the name and just knew that three years ago God was going to bless me with her, and instead, I was blessed with a baby boy. As the days passed in this pregnancy, I knew that the name Olivia was going to remain an emotionless name that would continue to be typed with no meaning, as I just knew this one was a boy. And, then, we opened the envelope.
Armando couldn’t make it to the ultrasound, as I couldn’t wait another week to go to the ultrasound, so he suggested that Sandy write down the gender and seal it in an envelope. After seeing Sandy, I rushed to pick up the kids and get to the middle school as quickly as my car could get me there, safely. I called Armando and said, “Meet me outside!” He came out and together we had Alina open the envelope. Inside were the words “It’s a girl!” nestled in a heart, followed by, “Congratulations!”
I screamed out loud and then began to cry. Olivia. My precious Olivia. The meaningless name now has a life. It represents my hopes and my desires for the little one making me expand daily, inducing tears without notice, and simply causing a bit of a roller coaster. Olivia now represents my daughter, our daughter. An unknown beauty. An overwhelming joy. The sibling to my two precious children. Another life to nurture and guide, bring to God, teach, love and share with the world.
Olivia Grace. How I pray for you to get here safely and how I long for my arms to cuddle you. How I anticipate your big sister loving on you and caring for you with the big heart she has. How I am already thanking God for a beautiful baby girl. And, how I love you ever-so-deeply.
No comments:
Post a Comment