Someday I am going to tell this baby girl cradled in my arms that she was born in the height of a pandemic.⠀
I’ll tell her how I was terrified having to deliver her at very scary time. How I was nervous about taking her anywhere after she was born. How I was so scared because I really didn’t know what would happen.
Someday she’ll hear how we FaceTimed relatives, how much they wanted to meet her, and how they had to love her from a distance.
Her daddy will tell her how we did what we needed to do to protect her.......How her doctor’s appointments were virtual.......how strict we were with her brothers about social distancing..............all because we wanted to keep her safe and healthy.
Someday her brothers will tell her stories of staying in together. Playing monopoly, family dinners, s’mores in the fire pit, plenty of fresh air, and many nights snuggling together watching movies.
I’ll tell her that the silver lining in all of this was that our family slowed down. Instead of racing around to various activities we spent more quality time as a family. We’ll share with her memories on how she was almost always in someone’s arms....and that my favorite time of day was when she would fall asleep in my arms and I could just cuddle her....enjoying and embracing every baby moment.
I am going to tell our Lola that she gave me unbelievable hope that things can get better. She kept this family going, and reminded us to cherish the moment.
Lola Dakota is not only our rainbow baby, but also our sunshine on a cloudy day.
Someday I’ll tell her.....