Monday Memories: Letters To My Children #4

Welcome to installment #4 of Monday Memories: Letters to My Children. If you want to know more about how this posting got started read here. Feel free to grab my button on the left sidebar and link up your own letters. Please leave a comment so that I can visit your letter! Gayle over at Planetmfiles also hosts a Monday Memories. Check out the links posted there, as well.

This letter was written to my unborn son, Jordan. He was actually born 2 days later...at the hospital. I alluded to his brother, Chase, who was born in the car on the way to the hospital!! That's another blog post to be told at a later date. Jordan was 8 lbs. and 10 oz. Today he weighs 167 lbs., stands about 6'1", brown eyes, and brown, slightly curly hair. He will be 15 next month. He is the son who plays in the marching band, jazz band, and show choir band. He is actually the most responsible son out of all three, even though he is the youngest.

Thursday Night April 21, 1994

Between 11:00 p.m. -- 12 a.m.

Dear Jordan,

Well, we've made it this far and you are due in about 7 days. I wish you would go ahead and come. I guess you're going to be stubborn and make me wait. I'm so anxious to see you and to hold you. I wonder what you'll look like...and how much you'll weigh!! I figure you'll be close to 10 lbs...I hope not more!! I like 1/2 lb. before I hit 200, so I hope you get here before I go back to the doctor on Wednesday. That way, I can avoid knowing I hit the 200!

I went to the doctor yesterday in the hopes that they would be able to induce labor. But Dr. Young said that I wasn't dilated so they couldn't do it, otherwise the labor could be drawn out for 2 or 3 days!! So now I just have to wait on you until next Wednesday. Then maybe I will have begun to dilate. I sure hope I make it to the hospital in time. Don't be like your brother, Chase, and decide to get here before we reach the hospital.

Oh yeah...I also want to tell you about your name. Your daddy and I had definitely decided on Jordan, but we were unsure about a middle name. Se we were going to call you Jordan Ray. (Ray being after your Paw Paw.) But, last Monday your Great Grandpa died of emphysema. He really meant a lot to to your daddy and me. He was a good man with many friends. He loved his grandchildren dearly. Your Maw Maw Patsy made the suggestion that we name you Jordan Eason Rowell after him, Lewis Buster Eason. She said she wished she had named your daddy Kevin Eason. So we thought it would be a nice tribute and something to remember him by. So unless you turn out to be a girl (surprise, surprise), you are hereby named Jordan Eason Rowell. So that's the history of your name. I hope you will be proud of it.

I'm gonna go now. Hurry up and get here...soon!! I love you very much!

Mom

Jordie at around 3 years-old

Jordan: Present Day