Dear Selah: Final Thoughts Before I Meet You

Dear Selah,

As I write this, your mommy is laying in front of me in a hospital bed all hooked up to the machines as we await your arrival.  I can’t believe you are on your way.  Your mommy has been wanting to meet you since we first found out about you.  We’ve actually been praying you would come early, because as I’m sure you will find out some day… apparently that last month of pregnancy is pretty miserable.   I just had no idea it would be tonight.

I was just sitting down today thinking about you today.  About your future.  About what you will be and what the world will be like as you grow.  I was actually watching an episode of Law and Order where the parents were overbearing and demanding and their desire to push their daughter turned her into a killer…and I was praying I wouldn’t be like that.  Please don’t kill anyone and let me know if we’re being too pushy before you go crazy.

Seriously, you can be anything you want.  I just can’t believe you are going to finally be here.  It is hard to believe I am going to be a daddy.  I never really grew up around babies and don’t really know anything.  I guess that is good, because I will have to learn from you and won’t be going in with any preconceived notions.  I am going to have to put in a request that you not follow me in terms of work…I doubt TV news will be in the same form it is now so who knows…maybe it will once again be a profitable line of work by the time you grow up.

The day you arrived…or the day you started to arrive was pretty normal.  We had no idea you would actually come today.  Your mommy has been wanting you to come since she hit 36 weeks.  Today we went to church as normal and actually joked with the pastor about having to leave in the middle of his sermon if you came.  I really didn’t expect you for a while.  I was planning to see you in another week or two and was so surprised when your mom yelled to me that she thought her water broke.

We had plenty of time to get to the hospital before the contractions started, but when they did…wow did you cause mom some pain.  Thankfully the epidural doctor came.

Now it’s time for me to go back and wait for you to arrive.  I can’t wait to see you.  I can’t wait to hold you.  To love you.  I have loved you for 9 months…I know your mommy has loved you even longer.   We can’t wait to meet you little girl.

Love,

Daddy