June 20, 2014
Today, your mother found out she was having you. She’s known for a while there was a baby growing inside of her. We ate at this new little bistro in Mount Juliet the other day—over by the movie theatre. And she told me about the way she could feel you moving, kicking. She ate a side order of Mac and cheese and then we walked in the spitting rain with my sunflower umbrella to go get ice cream. Naturally. It was so strange—walking on the same sidewalks where we used to walk in high school.
We’ve been dreaming about you for a long time, baby. And today, she found out that she was going to have you. Ruby Noelle Woodside.
I’m praying for you, little baby. We can’t wait to meet you.
October 9, 2014
Tonight, I felt your fist. I laid my hands on your Mama’s ever-growing belly and there you were! Poking into her side with your small little hand. Tonight was our last night to sit and talk and eat Cookie Monsters [don’t worry, Rubes. We’ll teach you the ropes when it comes to creating sweet treats] before you come. We’re counting down the days now. Only a few more weeks. It’s hard to believe it’s already time. It’s hard to believe that your mama is going to have a little girl. Because it feels like just yesterday we were entering high school science fairs and buying prom dresses and moving into our college apartment building.
I’ll let you in on a little secret, Rubes. Your mom’s one of the great ones.
Once, the December of my freshman year of college, I had a really hard night. And I climbed the stairs to her dorm building and she came out to me. And I sat there crying with her arms around me for an hour. And when I wound up in the hospital sophomore year, she sat with me for hours—watching Shark Week and making me laugh so very hard. She even stole a swab from the drawer in the hospital room. But don’t tell her I told you that.
Your Mama always knew the most direct route to every building on campus. In fact, I used to take the longest strides just to keep up with her as she cut through the bushes. And oh, Ruby. She makes the best Oreo balls known to man kind.
She’s smart as a whip and the best at hanging picture frames. And when you need someone to listen to you, she’s there. Always right there to empathize and make you laugh. And I know she’ll point you to Jesus when days get hard.
So, Rubes. I’d say you lucked out. I’d say you have the very best Mama you could have. And you’ve also got me.
Oh, I’ve been thinking of all the things I want to do with you one day! Library story time and make believe. And you must eventually read Anne of Green Gables and learn to love outside and I’ll also teach you how to kill a bug. [Your Mama isn’t very good at this and I think you ought to know how] We’ll make art and sing songs and Ruby Noelle, I want to teach you to dream, dream dream little girl.
You can be who you want to be. And you should always know that.
We can’t wait to see who that person is. What you grow up to love and what it sounds like when you say your first word. And Ruby, I already know I’ll die when your first crush breaks your heart.
There’s a whole world for you to discover and live and adventure in. Get here soon so the fun can begin.