I feel like these past two weeks off of work have flown by. It is hard to believe that Christmas has already come and gone and that we are already into 2012--the year of Avery. I am feeling good, but have had some emotional days lately. I am coming to terms with all that we know, but I am still feeling so incredibly blessed to be your mom. I love you so much. I have been spending a lot of time getting things ready for your arrival lately. Anything that I can do involving you is my favorite way to pass the time.
I decided that I want you to have a room of your own. Your daddy wants this for you too. I am perfectly aware of the fact that you may never physically use this room, but it will be here in our house and it will belong to you. You are our baby and you deserve a beautiful nursery. Your brothers and sisters may eventually share the room with you, but it will still be yours. You will always be a part of our family and we will do everything we can to help your memory live on.
First, we cleared out all of the other furniture in the room to make space for your things. Then we decided on a paint color for the walls. We went with a neutral beige color to cover the awful mustard yellow that was already there. Your Mimi and I worked on the trim together, but then it got a little to strong for me to stay in there, so Mimi finished up the rest of the rolling.
Then, I started to work on decorations for the walls. I glued wooden letters to pretty scrapbook paper and then cut the scrap paper off to spell your name. I glued the letters to pink ribbon and added pink bows at the end before hanging them up.
I put the shelves back in their places and re-hung the curtains. I hung your clothes and blanket from the curtain rod because I don't want to hide them in a closet. I then put some of your special presents out on the shelf to display.
We still have a lot left to do, but I find comfort in the fact that you have a place in our home. Your daddy and I picked out a crib on Friday night and it is almost put together. I also picked up a frame for the beautiful print that Mrs. Terri had blessed by the Pope, but we still need to find the perfect spot to hang it. My next venture is to recreeate a sign that my friend Jennie shared with me from Pinterest- "No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows what my heart sounds like from the inside." I cried and cried when I read it-it is sooo true sweet girl.
All of my love,