The beginning

Dear Reader,
How do I begin to tell you about how the journey with an angel began? Just write.
Prior to even knowing that there was going to be a Conrad Jefferson I had promptings that there was a little person waiting to join our family. Someone excited to come down and be with us, have me for a mother and Matt for a father and Ben for a brother. I must admit I was hesitant to have another. Ben and I were such a great pair. Reading books, snuggling, napping together, going to thrift stores all over the city. I had gotten into the rhythm of three people and was quite content. However this thought kept coming to my mind more and more: someone was aching to join us. I didn't give it serious thought until our landlady said that we shouldn't wait too long before having another one. (why it was any of her business I don't know) But I remember telling her that I wouldn't. gasp. I had given weight to my thoughts. Needless to say we were going to have another.
One of my early ultrasounds I will never forget. As I lay on the table looking at the monitor, I saw a sweet little person looking back at me. As I lay looking for hands, feet and face, the technician yelled, "Did you see that?" I did. This tiny person waved. I swear it. I saw it and the technician saw it. It was proof to me that my promptings were right about someone wanting to join our family and he was so excited about it that he waved.
I drove home calling everyone I could that my boy had waved at me!! I was elated, floating on clouds, overjoyed. It was a day I will never forget. Especially because Conrad has never waved since. It was a gift to me before he was born. A wave that said so many things. Things that I will never hear from Conrad's mouth. Not in this life. I try to live everyday to be worthy of that wave and to hear his voice in the next. Because I know he has a lot to say.