Letter to Zoey

Zoey is Greek for life. As I have said before you my dear daughter completely exemplify that word. Life. Not only having a heartbeat, breathing, living, the basic meanings of life. But for you, life was destined. Pre-determined against high odds. You were always meant to be ours. From the moment you were conceived I knew it. I felt this bond to you that is hard to explain. I thought about you non stop, dreamt about you, talked to you every second I could. I vision you as a chubbah. I mean this in the most endearing way, but of course. Chipmunk cheeks, dark brown hair and almond eyes like your gorgeous big sister. But lighter. Not as piercingly dark as Cassidy's. More subtle, gentler, calmer. I feel like you have all the wisdom in the world and I can not wait for you to share it.
You love your family. Love. Love. Love them. The way you are in mommy's belly clearly defines that love. You respond immediately to daddy's touch. Sometimes when you hear him you perk right up from a slumber, but no matter what you are doing when you feel his touch on mommy's belly you are there. Under his loving hand, pushing up as hard as you can is if you just want to connect with him, like you have something to tell him. A father's love for his daughter is undeniable, but perhaps a daughter's love for their fathers is unspeakable.
When your big sister is around you tend to gravitate towards her as well. She plays this game with you where she holds mommy's belly with both her hands and gently shakes it and says "zoey zoey zoey". You love it, and play right back. You kick her hands and move around to try and get closer to her voice. Other people have tried to play this game, including yours truly, and nothing. Not even a kick. Sisters. This is what being sisters mean. You two will have your entire life to bicker, argue, fight, love, cry and laugh together. Something I am entirely grateful for. You two will get each other through the best and worst times of your lives. Always.
Your mommy can not wait to see you. To hold you. To smell that amazing baby perfume. To finally get to meet you. To see if my dreams are right about you. I'm not going to lie to you Zoey, I am also ready to have my body back. This pregnancy with you has been completely different than your sisters. She was easy, you my little Taurus have been much more of a challenge. One that I am trying my hardest to complete naturally and with grace. However, this past week has been quite the test. I've tried just about every way of naturally inducing labor. Just to see if I could get a jump on it. Nope. You are just not there yet. And you know what little one, that is okay. I have come to terms with this process being out of my control. You are in control little one and I am just waiting. But I do want you to know, I am ready. I am so ready for you. So when you are ready for me, you just let me know. Okay baby girl?

I love you Zoey Leigh.
Always and Forever.

"A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path. "

                                                        – Agatha Christie