Thursday, December 13, 2012
Dear Mr. Nielson,
Last night I lay on the couch with our beautiful baby on my chest.
Our breathing was in sync.
I examined her little chubby fingers.
All I could think about was that she is mine. I get to be her mother and take care of her.
She is perfect. She is bright and beautiful.
Then I thought about you.
Thank you for her- for our Charlotte Christiansdatter.
Thank you for making me a mother. I love being a mother. I love being a wife...your wife.
Thank you for Claire Elizabeth.
Thank you for Jane Bronwyn.
Thank you for Oliver Christian.
Thank you for Nicholas Jones.
I am grateful for my role as mother and wife.
When I lay next to you in bed and I hear you breathe, I feel so thankful that I am still enjoying this mortal life with you. Sometimes its hard and sometimes its frustrating, but we have each other.
We are lucky.
I am sorry my long black hair gets in your face when I sleep next to you.
You don't act like you mind, but I know you are just being very patient.
Thank you for being a wonderful, respectful father and a worthy husband.
I love you
Posted by Stephanie Aurora Clark Nielson
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