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dear evelyn,

our family went to moab this weekend and we had so much fun. daddy and i went there for our honeymoon and our first anniversary, and all those memories came flooding back. it seems that every time we visit, change is approaching and i'm about to grow and stretch. our first visit was our sweet honeymoon; daddy and i had to learn to compromise and grow together, but change was welcome and it was a fairly easy transition. a year later, we returned for our first anniversary and found out big sis amelia was on her way; i felt ill-prepared to wear all the hats a mother does and was terrified to say the least. daddy told me how excited he was to be a dad, and promised me everything would be okay. six years later, we're back again; this time growing our third a baby, a 25 weeker, you! most days, i feel so ready for this growth and change. some moments, i feel overwhelmed and incapable. at the end of the day, i feel peace; that i'm raising my family the best i can, that i'm setting an example i hope is good enough, that i'm teaching enough and that my children feel loved enough. and daddy is still right by my side, promising that everything will be okay. so much better than just okay, too.

you've been moving and kicking like crazy these days-- i love your constant nudges. i felt you in two places at once for the first time this week. scarlett felt you move multiple times while she was cuddling me, but amelia is still waiting for her turn!

we love you so much
(especially me),
mom