Dear Maggie, Sometime in August
You have yet to enter this big world that I currently know, right now you sit nestled in my belly warm and safe. At the moment we don’t know if you are a Max or a Maggie but we (Johnny G and I) both know that we love you, we pray for you daily, and we have wanted you since the beginning of us. Someday I’m sure I’ll share with you all the laughter and some of the tears that led us on the path to you. I look out into the world almost fearful of what we are bringing you into, scared a little that I won’t be able to teach you all that you need to know to go into the world a woman of virtue and strength. You come from a long line of strong women on both sides, oh how you’ll love them. You’ll know them, at least many of them. We are giving you the middle name Ann, it encompases, Lori Ann, ANgela, tAwNya, and if I could figure out how it would include Julie, Michelle, and Emily. They have all shaped my life and I know that they will help to shape yours. Always hold your head high, be proud of the linage you carry.
You will love your father, he is so excited that you are coming. He’s gets all teary eyed when he starts to talk about you and makes sure to brag that your coming to our home to everyone. He frets over me pretty good right now which is nice, I feel like I could sleep all the time, he tries to make sure that I get plenty. He has an easy smile, a twinkle in his eye and a kindness about him that I’ve known very few to posses. I hold two men in the highest regard, your grandfather, Gib, and your dad, they are perhaps my two favorite people in this world, very different but very similar in many ways. Both men of virtue, honest, hard workers, who love the land, the cattle, and of course me:) Your father and I have a wonderful love story. As all this progresses I’m sure you’ll hear much of it!
This summer that you’ve decided to make your presence known has been hot and dry in Oklahoma, we have almost thirty days of 100 + heat with little to no rain. Oklahoma is dry, with feed a precious commodity. My loved Utah has been the opposite with mild tempatures and plenty of rain. John leaves early (5:30) in the morning to work the cattle before it gets to hot. He’s a little blue but still wears a smile and tells me it will be ok.
I’m starting to get a belly, it’s still fairly small but defintly there, I haven’t had to throw up but I feel like I have had week long bouts of the stomach flu. The blossoming bosom I’ve never had has arrived. I’ve about decided that is more of a curse than a blessing. I’m getting up regularly to pee in the night.
Just know anytime you go to do something wrong that there were sacrifices made for you to come to earth, just how loved you are and how many dreams and aspirations we hold in you. We love you maggie,
Love,
Jeannie
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