Jessica Kelso

You’ve been with us exactly 6 months now. We’ve watched you sit up by yourself for the first time, master the art of crawling, and just recently take your first step. We’ve all dealt with many sleepless nights due to colds and other illnesses, countless loads of cloth diapers,  poopy diapers exploding in the middle of restaurants, scrapes and bruises and bite marks have happened more than one could hope. Your open mouth kisses are the best and you’ll share them with anyone willing to let you.

We didn’t know what to expect bringing you into our quiet home. We didn’t really know the kind of love we’d feel after just a short 6 months of watching you grow and form into the little person you are now. Some days I wake up wishing you were born to us and we didn’t have to fight so hard to keep you, but I’m trying to remember this is going to make all of us stronger in the end. God has your whole life planned out already and I truly believe He’s holding you in the palm of His hand. You aren’t mine to protect, you are His. That gives me an amazing peace and I hope one day it gives you the same. We have absolutely no idea where you might be in 6 more months or 1 year from now, but we are enjoying every single day spent with you. I love you more than I ever imagined  I could. You have made us a family and brought so much happiness to our lives.

You absolutely adore your “dada” and he adores you. He gives you a bath, sings you silly songs, reads to you, gives you your last bottle, brushes your cute little teeth, and says prayers with you every single night before bed. . . and I know how much you love that time with him. When I say “Dada’s home”, your eyes just light up and you start looking everywhere for him. It breaks my heart to think about you not always having him or even a male figure in your life, but I pray you always remember your Daddy up there who’s loving you so much more than we ever could. Just know right now while you are here with us, we are fighting so hard to make you ours forever.

We love you so much, little monster.

- Mama