My mom bought me a book

My mom likes to document all of life's moments with one of two things- a quilt or a book.  If you're really lucky, you might get both.  Last week she gave me this book (photo courtesy of bn.com).  Apparently she bought it over a year ago and has been waiting to give it to me until our baby arrived.  Well, right after she left, I read it to Johnathon while he was nursing and cried through the entire book.

It's a story paralleling the Nativity to a parent's welcoming of and longing for a baby.  The pictures are beautiful, the words are amazing.  It perfectly echoed how we felt about Johnathon's arrival.  So, go ahead, grab a kleenex (my sisters say I need to start adding disclaimers), you're going to need one.

Little one, we knew you'd come.

We hoped. We dreamed. We watched for you.

We counted the days till you were due.

We waited. How we longed for you,

And the day that you were born.

Little one, we knew you'd come.

It was late at night. The time had come.

The time for you to come, my love.

You'll be here soon.  We're ready for you,

And the day that you were born.

Little one, we knew you'd come.

By silver stars and golden moon,

At break of dawn, you came.

Kiss your nose, those tiny toes,

On the day that you were born.

Little one, we knew you'd come.

People were sleeping. We didn't care.

Good news, we sang, our baby is here!

Our baby has come, our darling one,

Oh, the day that you were born.

Little one, we knew you'd come.

Kiss and cuddle and love the baby.

Scoop that baby up.

And softly sing a lullaby,

On the day that you were born.

Little one...

...we knew you'd come.

And every year, we remember you,

Our miracle child, our dreams come true.

Oh, how we thank Heaven for you,

And the day that you were born.

Little one, we're so glad you've come!