My Hope, To My Sweet Baby Girl
My dear Zoey Ann,
I’m going to miss the little baby you were, but there is no greater joy and privilege than watching you and your brother become your own people. And I can’t help but wonder what kind of person you’ll be. You’re only eight months old, but I already have so many hopes for you.
I hope you’re a kind person. I hope that you love other people well without expecting anything in return. Selfless love is such a rarity, and I hope you have that.
You are so beautiful, but I hope you know that you are so much more than your looks. I hope your worth and value is never determined by how many boys think you’re cute. Brains, kindness, generosity, love, selflessness, humility, strength- these are all so much more important than outer beauty, and I want you to have them in abundance.
I hope you’re strong and confident. When I fail you, and I will fail you, I hope you know it’s a result of my own imperfect and sinful nature and is not a reflection on who you are. I hope you never doubt how loved and cherished and wanted you are. You are and always will be enough.
I hope you have fun! I hope you know life to be full of exploration and new things. You are not limited by anything, and I have the utmost faith that you will be able to do whatever you want in this world. I hope you feel encouraged to chase your dreams and pursue your passions.
I hope I’m a role model for you. I hope you can look up to me, and that I can model being a graceful person, wife, and mother. And I hope you can give me grace and learn from me when I fall short. I hope our family is an example of Christ to you, and that you never doubt God’s goodness, even when life is hard.
You’re going to make mistakes. I hope you don’t let them define you. I hope you learn from them and strive to do better. I hope you know my love for you is unconditional, and you know you always have a safe space with your family. But I also hope you know that there are consequences. I hope you know that you are responsible for what you do and the choices you make, and I hope you take that seriously. I hope you know right from wrong and seek to always do what is right. But when you don’t, I hope you know that I’ll be here.
I hope you are a light in the darkness. I get so scared to raise you and your brother in this world, and I want to wrap you in a little bubble so you never lose your innocence. But above that fear is hope. I hope that you are part of the solution that works to make this world better. I hope, and I know, that this world will be better because you are in it.
Zoey Ann, being your mother for the past eight months has been a whirlwind. It has been challenging and difficult and wonderful and joyous and blessed. I cannot even imagine what the next 18 years, the rest of my life, will bring. I pray I’m up to the task of raising you well. I pray your daddy and I parent you in a way that makes all of my hopes a reality for you. I pray daily for patience and wisdom and clarity, and I hope you get a little of that.
My hope for you, baby girl, is that you know that you are loved more infinitely than you could ever imagine.