We waited in the hospital three days to meet you. You were too quiet inside me, and scared the pedditally out of the doctors and me. Your labor was insane. Everything went crazy. Only Dad and you remained calm. The doctors and the nurses freaked a little. I was beside herself with pain and worry.
Then we met you. Emma. You are the epitome of peace and love.
Since you were our fourth so many people asked if you were planned. Yes we planned on getting pregnant. But no, there is no way we could have planned for you. You, my love, are beyond anything we could have planned for.