When I think of you I think of butterflies
While pregnant with Olivia before we knew we were having a girl all I could think of were butterflies.
Beautiful, soft, unique, graceful, light, full of life - butterflies.
I started making things with butterflies.
Gravitating towards art with butterflies.
I bought a small journal with butterflies on the cover. (The journal is hers, full of precious memories of her life so far.)
I knew our sweet baby was a girl.
Once the ultra sound confirmed it my my heart smiled a little bigger.
Unsure of why butterflies were what I saw when I thought of our baby I took some time to think about it. Pray.
I handmade her mobile, complete with roses and butterflies. Her room like a garden with flowers everywhere.
A desire to know about plants, gardening, and beautiful living things became a love of mine.
Understanding the lows my heart had been in - the doubt of never having another baby, the uncertainty of my pregnancy - the Lord began encouraging me with butterflies.
Glimpses of hope in beautiful glances.
Noah and I seeing them daily in the yard.
My heart reassured that our baby would be beautiful, full of life, graceful, and a constant reminder of faithfulness in the broken parts of life.
Sweet girl, when I think of you i think of butterflies.