(I couldn’t resist, something else came up already)
Your Mommy is at the hospital, having your little brother. I know, how can that be? You are the baby of the family.
I heard Uncle Jim call you a Dandy Baby too so I can’t explain why would they need another one baby. This baby is another “God planned” baby, just like you were.
You two are the lucky ones.
Its hard even for Jeff and Jim and Susie to understand why your parents keep going to the hospital and bringing home more babies, but they have been through this before – last time it was just recently when you were born.
This baby is different than the rest of you, but your Mommy and Daddy will tell you to treat him the same. You will have to understand, though, that he is not the same. That’s part of the reason both Mommy and Daddy will be so distracted yet pretend not to be distracted.
It is why Daddy will get really sad. It’s hard not knowing what will happen to any of your children. Daddy worries that it is his fault that your baby brother is different.
Mommy doesn’t even ever allow her thoughts to go there.
For your whole childhood you will get used to people staring at your family, whispering… you will know pains that you just can’t understand.
I know, sweet baby – that you do understand love and cuddles and hugging. I know you can’t even walk yet. Don’t rush it. Once you start walking, you won’t be carried much anymore so stretch it for all its worth. And later on, when you are bigger, you don’t have to be so darn independent all the time.
Cry when you need to, babydoll. Keep smiling at the shadow reflections you see. Still sing. Sing a lot.
Call out to God when there is no one else who seems to hear you. God will rock you and cradle you every single time.
Everything is going to be ok.
With Love and Longing,
The Future Julie
Who knows more and yet less, too.