I thought I wrote about that. . . .
Anyway. It was Christmas Eve. We went to the temple to see the program and look at the lights. I stood there listening to the music and, with tears in my eyes and hope in my heart, I prayed silently and asked Heavenly Father for a baby by next Christmas. I promised that if I could have that wish, I would bring that baby to the temple lights next year.
Fast forward (almost) a year.
Remember how I waited until I was good & pregnant (like 2 months ago) to confess that plot to M? We laugh about it now, and it’s been adding fuel to our growing bonfire of anticipation.
With the holidays approaching, we’re getting all sorts of excited about having this baby and taking him to chop down a tree and going to the temple lights again – basically reliving last year, but this time we’ll be parents!
~Nichole
1 comment:
So exciting! I love Christmas with my babies! Just a note on your to do list, with Andrew I only took a newborn sized outfit to the hospital. He was 8 lbs. 10 oz. and had to be squished into the outfit. So, my advice is to take something in the next size up so you're covered size-wise. Also, don't forget extra camera batteries so you can get lots of pictures. I can't wait to see the little guy!
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