Dear James,
In about 3 weeks we will welcome you into our family! I can't tell you how excited I am to meet you, and hold you in my arms. I wonder each day who you will look like? I think you'll look just like your big brother. I also wonder what your personality will be like? You've been a spunky little guy since I first felt you kick. I imagine you may have that same spunk when you arrive. Who knows though? You might be a calm and laid back little guy once you're here.
I found out that I was pregnant with you when I was only about 3.5 weeks along. I just had a feeling, and I was right! It's always amazing when I think about it, because God picked you just for us. If I would've gotten pregnant any other month, you wouldn't be YOU!
We kept the pregnancy a secret from most people until I had my first ultrasound. Family and close friends knew, but I wanted to be sure that all was okay before sharing with the world. Your Daddy and I sat anxiously in the waiting room and were finally called back. As soon as you showed up on the monitor, I instantly saw a little flicker. Your heartbeat! Then we got to hear it, and it was music to my ears. You were measuring just right and my due date was set for November 21st (your brother's due date was the same date 3 years earlier!).
Everything went along really well for quite awhile. We had fun guessing if you were a boy or a girl. Your daddy thought girl, and I thought boy. Daniel would flip flop between the two. We already had a name picked for a little girl. If you had been a she, you would have been Madison Lynn. It took us longer to pick a boy name, but Daniel wanted to name you Adam Wainwright (a pitcher for the Cardinals)! We finally narrowed it down to James Michael or Michael James.
On July 11th, we finally got to find out if you were a boy or girl. Daniel came along too. As the ultrasound tech started checking, she told Daniel, "I think you're getting a brother!" She confirmed that a few minutes later. Another little boy. My first thought was, "Oh boy! This momma is in trouble!" Daddy and I were both excited, and as we waited to see the doctor we decided for sure on your name. James Michael Elam.
About this time, you really started kicking a lot too. I loved feeling those first taps because then I always knew you were doing okay.
I also started getting BAD heartburn and acid reflux, just like I had with Daniel. I decided right then and there that you will have a full head of hair when you're born.
Then came the 22nd of August. You decided you'd had enough of being good and decided to shake things up a bit. I had a bit of a scare and ended up staying overnight in the hospital. It wasn't very fun, but it was worth it to keep you safe. It was way too soon for you to arrive.
Two weeks later, you gave me yet another scare which landed you and I in the hospital for 3 days. (By the way...you owe your Mommy a trip to see Garth Brooks someday! :)) Thankfully, you stayed put, although I had to get steroid shots to help your lungs develop quickly, just in case.
My doctor decided if we could just make it to 34 weeks, we'd be okay to have you if needed. Lots and lots of people prayed for us, and I'm happy to say that as I sit here typing you this letter, I am 36 weeks and 2 days pregnant with you!
While no other big problems have arisen since our September hospital stay, I'm still having complications, which means I've had to get many many ultrasounds. It's always nice to see you though! I'm hoping to avoid having a c-section with you, but in the end it doesn't matter as long as I have a healthy little bundle of joy to hold.
As of right now though, I think you're going to be born on November 17th. That might change, especially if you have a mind of your own! That's 22 days from now!
I pray for you every single day, and we're very excited to see you. Your big brother is so excited too! I don't know how he'll feel at first, but give him time, and I'm sure you'll be the best of friends!
I love you, my sweet little boy. I always have and I always will.
Love,
Mommy
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