I am writing this letter on your last day as an only child. I doubt you will ever remember a time when you were our one and only little girl. Tomorrow we are going to the hospital to meet your little sister Karis. I pray you will both be best friends and love each other dearly.
Don’t forget you are still my little girl. I know tonight you can sense something is about to change because you didn’t want to go to bed. You’re sleeping in a toddler bed of your own. We call it your ‘big girl bed.’ You are such a big girl and so very smart. You figured out how to get in and out of it so quickly. Tonight you wanted daddy to hold you for a while.
Your favorite night-night ritual is our finger kiss. It is, quite possibly, the sweetest thing you do. After we put you in bed and say our prayers you hold out your little finger and point up at me…waiting for me to do the same. When our fingertips touch, you giggle and then go to sleep. Your little laugh warms my heart in a way I never thought possible.
Tonight we played and played…I don’t know if you know you are about to have to share your parents. I am praying God gives me the wisdom to be a good daddy to both you and Karis. I am planning to try to give you as much attention as possible. Your mommy and I both don’t want you to feel left out. I don’t think you will be. I think you will want to help take care of your baby sister. You already do such a great job taking care of your dolls, making sure they are all tucked in before they go ‘night-night.’
Here’s hoping and praying we all have a great day tomorrow and are able to welcome your little sister…into our family.