An Open Letter to My Unborn Son

I know a lot of you have been wondering about the name of our sweet baby boy! Well, now you’ll know! His name is Malachi James, and we cannot wait to meet our little guy! There are so many thoughts going through our minds about what to expect as new parents and how we will do at this whole parenting thing. At the end of the day, I know we will get one thing right – we will LOVE our boy like crazy! (He might get sick of me, but I’m not sorry!) So with all the being said, I just want to share this open letter to my unborn son.

By the way, if you missed my post about my second trimester essentials, please be sure to check that out!

Alright, here we go! An Open Letter:

Dear Baby Boy,

You are already so loved. I’ve started to learn your little quirks and patterns like when you hiccup and when you do who knows what kind of movements. You are super active at two in the morning… and honestly, sometimes I wonder if you ever sleep at all! But, I suppose you’re preparing me to experience your life outside of the womb, right?

I’m going to be honest with you, though. A huge part of me is pretty scared – not of birth but of parenting you. Sometimes I think about how the Lord gave me such a great gift and I wonder if I’ll measure up. Will I know what to do when you’re sad or angry? How will I help you when your heart is broken? Will I know how to discipline you well or form a close relationship with you? NO IDEA. And that scares me.

But with that, I know that there is grace even for me. I promise to own up to my mistakes and ask for forgiveness from you whenever I need to. Let’s be real, it’ll happen because ya mama ain’t perfect! But know that I always have and always will love you – no matter what. I hope that you can be patient with me as I figure this whole thing out, leaning on Jesus every step of the way.

And speaking of the best Father there is, I hope that you grow up to truly know Him one day. Your dad and I will do our best to guide you along the way. We will be learning and growing right alongside you. Know that even now, we are constantly praying for you. We know that you are going to be a world changer. I mean, how could you not?!

You don’t know this yet, but your name is Malachi James. Malachi is Hebrew for “my messenger” or “my angel”. We think that is so fitting, and we hope you will grow to appreciate it. If not, I guess you could always get your name changed when you’re an adult. But that’s not the goal!

I’m not sure if you will ever read this open letter, but I think there may be more of these in the future. Maybe I’ll compile them all and put them in a book or something, but that might be too cheesy for you. So, maybe I’ll just do it for myself because I’m extra sometimes.

Oh, and remember – it doesn’t matter what you do. I don’t care if you want to be a doctor, pastor, teacher, or garbage truck driver. I don’t care if you are an honor roll student or straight C’s. If you do your best, forget the rest! We love you unconditionally.

Love,

Yo Mama (I HAD TO)

P.S. You’re really going to love your dad! He is so silly and can’t wait to meet you (almost as much as me)! I cannot wait to see the bond between the two of you grow. Perhaps, you already know his touch from when he feels my belly! I guess time will tell.

For all of the parents reading, any tips for a first time mom? What do you wish you knew beforehand? Please share in the comments below! I’d love to hear from you!