16 weeks

To the babe/ About the babe:

• This is our 16th week together. Now that I'm over the nausea I enjoy sharing my body with your little growing one. Isn't it crazy that you're living in me? But have your own separate arms, legs, brain, heart, etc. You can't read my mind and I can't read yours but you live INSIDE me. Woah.
• On Wednesday we find out if you are a boy babe or girl babe. Before I'm honest about my preferences let me tell you this... Before every doctor's visit I get myself all worked up. I think constantly about you. Is that little heart still beating rapidly? Are you okay in there? Once I hear your heartbeat (or get to see you) I'm fine again. I pray everyday for you as you grow inside of me that God would just orchestrate it all perfectly. Your health is of main concern to me. Now, I can honestly say that I don't mind if you're a boy or a girl! If you're a boy your deddies will LOVE to do all things "boy" with you. We will get a lot of great hand-me-downs from your aunt and cousins, Rowan and Ramsey. Lastly, you'll be the first boy grandchild on your dad's side! If you are a girl we will have so much fun with ruffles on bloomers, bows in your hair, and paint on your toes. Your dad will have a lot to learn but I think he'll be smitten. Intimidated but smitten. Lastly, you will be the first girl grandchild on my side of the family. 
• Nola Brees came to our house yesterday and Janie was obsessed! Just like she was when Rhett was born. She is gonna looooove you and you will love her too. You will have a lot of great animals to love on at the green house. You will know where milk comes from and that will make your Maw-Maw Nunnelly a happy camper. 
• Your dad refuses to discuss name options for you until we know if you're a boy or girl. I want to name you after your Paw-Paw Williams, Theron Hollis Williams. Even if he weren't my paw-paw I'd still want to name you after him because he is the greatest man I've ever known. You could not meet him without knowing the love of Jesus and knowing how much he genuinely loved you. He was bold in Christ. He prayed for missionaries in the US and other countries every single day. He was a servant and wanted to help in any and every way he could. When I moved home from California I would go to his house once a week and visit. During the summer I would cut the grass. It would be SO hot and dusty outside. He would walk in from of me and hose down the grass so I didn't have to breathe in all the debris. When I lived in San Diego we wrote back and forth EVERY week. We would talk about the weather, how much we missed and loved one another, the family, and he always enclosed an odd amount of money for gas. Some times it would be $11. Other times $4. I'm his granddaughter but many other people have stories about him that are similar to mine. I hope you get to experience a love like that. Mostly though, I hope you grow up to love the Lord like Theron Hollis. I hope you will be unashamed of the Gospel like him. I hope you work as hard as he did. I hope your love for the Lord is obvious because of the way you love others. I hope you value family and heritage like he did. He missed my wedding by 4 months and he missed you by almost 2 years. He'd be so proud though. He'd be just as giddy as I am, about you. 
• I still love fruit. I made a grocery list and went to the grocery store without getting sick last week. I cooked meat! For the first time in 9 weeks. I am very thankful to be feeling better (your Grandpap prayed that I would get over my "morning sickness" and I did, thank you Jesus). Work days are still the hardest. Probably because I sit in the same spot all day for 9.5 hrs with not much activity or fresh air.
• Basically, I just love you.