With baby number 3, or Zotto as we refer to him, on the way, I am starting to get really anxious. Put aside all the heath complications...it is more the 3 little boys running around, crying, needing hugs, to be fed, bathed, loved, disciplined, carted around....and on and on that is really worrying me. How are we going to do this? I probably should have thought about that back in...oh May...but now it is reality.
Just when all the questions of if the baby was going to have enough love and of my patience, I got a card from my Gram. It was just what I needed. The poem inside could not have said it better and I will cherish this forever for my little Zotto...
Our Third Child....
You will always be the ONE, who gave our hearts true pleasure,
Your life a happy addition, our joy beyond measure.
You reminded us to relax, and to laugh aloud.
You loved finding your own way, of standing out of the crowd.
You will have few baby photos, and a scrapbook left undone.
You wil nap in your car seat, eat meals on the run.
You will always want to come along, wherever the "big kids" go.
Always wanting to be a part, or better yet, the star of every show.
You will help a growing family find fun in each new day.
As they watch you grow and blossom, in your own unique and special way.
You will always be our THIRD, the life that kept a smile on our face.
You will always be the baby, who held our HEARTS in your embrace.
Really could it be said any better?
