Dear Lily

Dear Lily,

I am not sure why, but for the past few days I have had a very strong feeling that you have now been born.  It's hard for me to imagine what it will be like to meet you for the first time, but I know I will recognize you. It is hard for me not knowing where you are right now and who is caring for you. Are you getting enough to eat? Does someone comfort you when you cry? Are you warm enough? Well, from what I hear that's not a problem because they probably have you dressed in 37 layers, but... are you too warm?  I want you to know that I am working as fast as I can to do to get to you as fast as I can.

I can't wait to decorate your room, but I am trying to hold out until I at least know that my dossier has reached Kazakhstan. Your closet is another story though. It's full of little dresses and rompers, overalls and snowsuits.  Yesterday a pair of play pants arrived for you. They are striped and have a sun on the butt.  I was singing "I have a sun on my butt" all day. Did you hear me?  :-)

This time next year you will be celebrating your first 4th of July.  It will be very meaningful for all of us because you will be an American citizen. We will go swimming on Baba and Hoovie's beach, play in the sand and go for long walks in the (rockin') stroller. I can't wait for you to come home. Be strong, Peanut. Mama will be there soon. 

All my love,

Mama