Pre-conceived to my unconceived.

Once upon a time in a time in an age where I sought and longed I met someone who shared this with me “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations” Jeremiah 1.5.
Those were the days when God meant more to me than anything…sad how we stray from our path …anyway that is private matter between me and him to resolve in our time and our way.
My point:
Little did I know that one day I would utter similar thoughts…..


You not around, not yet determined and far from conceived,
I don’t even know if you are a boy or a girl.
Yet, we have named you already and don’t worry, its not Nigella or Brianna.
Mommy picked the names, fight with her if you prefer Beulah, Horace or Earl…
But, Yes I agreed, so come fight with me too if you peeved.

Know that we already love you and we wish you were here,
I don’t even know when we will meet.
But, mommy has already planned your first day, sleep, sleep and more sleep
And when you wake up, mommy and I will tickle your feet…
Soon, I’m taking you and mommy home so we can be near.

Wait for us my little star, I see you twinkling every night,
So many stars, yet I know you because of the way you stand out.
Many a night I have thought of you, wondering what colour your eyes will be
If mommy knew how much I thought, would she smile or would she shout?
The time may come when you may fear, don’t little star because for you I’ll fight.


Sleep well tonight my little star I really wonder where you are

Love Daddy