Letter to Baby Patterson,

We just found out about you a week ago. It came as a bit of a shock, but we were beyond excited. It’s a little crazy, the thought that we are about to be parents. We don’t really have any clue how to raise a polite, well-mannered, obedient, happy child…but I’m pretty sure we’ll just love you, love God, and learn as we go. We already love you more than you can imagine. The most exciting part of my day is checking my little app that tells me what you are doing and what new is growing on you. We don’t really know anything about you yet, but here’s a few things about us:

1. Music lives deep in our souls and we hope to instill that love in your heart and soul too.

2. We go on random adventures spontaneously, and while that may change a bit once you are born, we want you to be prepared to be strapped in and ready to go for a road trip, a picnik, or even frozen yogurt down the street.

3. We love living in the south and will be proud that this town of ours will forever be your true home. We plan to teach you a lot about front porch swings, sweet tea, and the Chatahoochee River.

4. We love our kitties and we hope you will too.

You’ll get to know us a little better over the years, but for now, you’re going to be hearing a lot from me. Maybe one day you can look back on these letters and truly know what it was like for me to bring you into this world. So many people don’t know this part of their story, and I hope you get the chance to.


Your Mom


About jaymeepatterson

I started life with the belief that, in today's times, a woman must have a big-time career, be completely independent, and, essentially, be the sum of "I am woman, hear me roar." As I grew up the common dream of "prince charming" started worming its way into my brain. One day, in college, while I was planning the next move on my road toward a nursing career I realized something odd. I was in love. Soon after I was engaged and then married. Shortly into my marriage I realized two things. 1. I was not happy with what I was working toward. 2. Why can't the idea of an independent, chic, housewife exist? So, I created it! Well, maybe not, but I did start living it. As I was living this dream life a genius thought came to mind. Why not share this idea with the public? Share this notion of a chic woman who runs her home...from home! So here it is. Enjoy, ladies!
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