Welcome to my monthly Letter to my Littles in which I write my take (wisdom??) on a life theme. After you enjoy my letter please continue on through our blog circle to see what the wonderful Christine has written to her littles here. Keep reading through the circle – it’s a wonderful glimpse of motherhood from various corners of the world. 

Dearest Charlie and Henry,

My loves. My boys. My littlest of men and my most precious of people. Do not be afraid of change.

Change has enriched my life more than any other one thing has. It’s terrifying, but thrilling, to see the world open up before you in ways you can never predict.

There was once a time in my life after years of screw ups and wrong turns when my days finally seemed to know where they were going and then, a Thursday morning in September, I learned a baby would be on the way. I was scared. But that baby boy, my Charlie, was and still is the most amazing fork in the road that made my life so much more complete, and complex, and hard, and amazing than any perfectly planned path could ever have.

There was once a time in my life when I felt roots growing into the Virginia soil, and then Daddy came home and told me that my feet were to walk the Texas plains for next five years of life. I was scared. Angry and bitter, I traveled away from what I thought was home only to learn new levels of happiness in the warmth of Januarys, in the embrace of best friends, in the pride of a job I loved and in the struggles and joys of being a mama to a second baby boy.

And then, just as those roots began to feel strong in that Texas earth, I took this family we had made in anxious tears, back to Virginia. I was scared. But I watched you boys sled with bliss down the snowy hills in chilly winters, we went barefoot in the soft grass of summers, we danced under cherry blossoms in the springs, and we played on marble monuments in the crisp fall air and I learned how to keep all those moments of our lives in ART that I created through the lens of my camera.

And then there was once a time in my life when I thought I finally knew what it was like to make a change and a move with grace and readiness, and then God placed a baby girl in our hearts and I was scared. But I am learning that she is another treasure in our lives – a dream I always dreamed but never expected – and soon we will learn how she will fill us up in new ways.

As we wait for her, my boys…

As we prepare for her, my loves…

And as we adapt to her and all the things that will be different once she is here…

My sweet men, please remember this:

“The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.” -Eleanor Roosevelt

No change that has ever come my way has ruined me, boys. Sometimes change is scary. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it is hard. Sometimes it feels like forever before you can find you again. Sometimes you will long for the way it once was. But my boys, always keep on. Be fearless. Everything you’ve ever wanted is on the other side of fear.

And with that, I make you this promise: ONE thing will never, ever change and that is how much I am desperately, totally, completely, head-over-heels, to-the-moon-and-back in love with you.

Also, you can never go wrong with a quote from my very favorite first lady.

Images for this month are from our Sibling Class at the hospital where you learned to diaper and feed our baby.



With love, always and forever,


  • Misty - So beautifully written! You have such a way with words and I love reading your posts! I can’t wait to see the images of your boys with their new sister!ReplyCancel

  • Catie - This is so beautiful. ❤️ReplyCancel

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