To Grace, dated back from October 3rd.

Right now, your mom is at St. Joseph's Hospital in labor with you. David and your grandma David are with her. She was at home when the contractions became more intense and frequent, at 2-3 mins apart. I spoke to her and then your grandma for a moment before they had to go. I wish very much to be there, but I have to stay home. I will try to get out of work early tomorrow to hopefully meet you! It is 12:25am on Wednesday, Oct 3. Your mom went to the hospital after I talked to her, and I talked to her at 11:11pm. Actually I called your dad's phone, and to my delight Amanda answered. She quickly handed the phone to your grandma though, and I heard a slight wail in the background. It is really hard not to be there with her! But my heart is there, in that room with her, your dad and grandma, and with you.

It has been a long, crazy trek to get to this point. I cannot wait to meet you. I have thought about what you might look like, and my image of you could be all wrong. (11/20/12 Note: Nope, she looks exactly as I thought she would!) But thats okay, I thought Caleb would be darker like me, and he is the opposite of what I envisioned and is perfect as he is. And so will you be, She babe. I am amused because your dad David tells me that he refuses to acknowledge She babe as a nickname for you. Don't worry, when we know your name, and no one is sure of it, not even Amanda, that is what I will call you. She babe has kind of become a special nickname for you, but I know its not super cute or anything. As of now, my bet is that your name will be Brooke Marie Arvizu. But, we will see about that now, wont we? :)

I know your mom very well, and have looked forward to knowing you for months. We have thought about what you might be like for years actually, when thinking about potential future kids that might come in the picture. I love you already, dear child. I have been around a little man for almost 2.5 years now. And Caleb is as boy as they come. So it will be a lot of fun to see how different you will be.

I'm just writing this because even though I can't be there to meet you, I am thinking about you as you make your way into this world. And I am thinking about Amanda, my dear old friend, as she is becoming a newly minted mom.

I love you. I love each of you.  You aren't here just yet, but you will be within this day I bet. And I will see you as soon as I can.

Love,
Rebekah

 I wrote the above letter to Grace, now aged at 6 weeks old. She had a rocky homecoming, causing her mom horrendous hormone induced illness and sending her on an emotional and dark roller-coaster. But, like all children, she is a ray of God's grace and light into this world. And yea, her name was most likely going to be Brooke, but once David and Amanda met her, they saw her as she is, God's Grace. Perfect. Beautiful. Whole. The name suits her so well. So much unlike this often evil ridden world. It is a crazy thing, having these little people. But are they not such a reflection of God's love and joy? I think so. I told my friend Kaitlin today that raising little humans suck, with their no sleeping and need for poop training and that some little folk being so cute BARELY makes up for it. ;)

"People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them,'Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.' And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them."-Mark 10:13-16