Saturday, June 20, 2015

Our Tribe Has Grown

I have to keep telling my heart that Jettie Blythe isn't mine. But my heart won't listen. My heart has grown to hold her, and my arms constantly ache to hold her as well.  She feels nearly as much a part of me as my own children. I am overwhelmed with the deepth of my love. My mind now ticks through five people, constantly taking inventory of where they are and what they are doing. 

Oh Jettie, I love you so very much. I love your long arms and your raspy cry. I love that you look just like my beautiful sister, and that you will be my youngest daughter's best friend. You showed me that my siblings were not lying; I know now that they do love my children as they would love their own. I never really believed them, but Jettie you have shown me that their words are true. Because my dear wild nice, I love you in a way I never knew I would. 


  1. Hearty congrats all around! She's gorgeous and she makes Alamae look like a giant and I totally know what you are talking about with your siblings' kids. They kill your heart.

    1. Jettie's dad and I have taken to calling Alamae Moose when my mom's not around. She yells at us when she gets wind of the new nickname.

  2. Seeing Alamae and Jettie together is blowing my mind. Congratulations to your family!

  3. This is so sweet. I will never be an auntie but I can only imagine the deep love!