Dear Emelia, my precious baby girl,
It isn’t humanly possible to be more wanted and loved than you, my dear. Mommy longed for you more than anything else in this entire world. You are my pride and joy, and I believe that making and raising you and your siblings is my purpose in life.
Daddy is more excited about you than I’ve seen any other man get about anything. At your eight week ultrasound he cried. He shows your every sonogram photo to his banker buddies at work. After your ten week ultrasound he held up your sonograms to a stranger passing us in the hallway and exclaimed, “we’re having a baby!” We knew we loved you long before we met you.
It’s very important to me that you know that I never, not for one second, ever thought of you or will ever think of you as a replacement of your sister. You were both equally wanted and you are both equally loved. Your sister was irreplaceable to me, just as you are, precious girl. You are one of a kind and special beyond words.
We call you the rainbow after the storm, but that doesn’t mean that you’d be any less loved if you hadn’t come after that difficult time. It doesn’t mean we wouldn’t have wanted you just as much as we did under the circumstances you were conceived. And it doesn’t mean that the events before your birth define you. It just means that you came to us when we needed you the most. You helped heal our hearts when they were broken. And for that, you are a beautiful rainbow of light in a cloud of darkness.
I will spend the rest of my life making sure you are as happy as you’ve made me and Daddy. I love you more than words can express.
Your biggest fan,