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Dear Santa, I Would Like a Baby for Christmas
A blog by Alexis DelChiaro, December 24, 2014
It's been a while since I've written a letter to you on Christmas. The last time I remember reaching out was sometime in the 80's when all I wanted was a pair of hot pink and white roller skates. I wrote you a letter in my fanciest Magic Marker penmanship and left you a plate of warm chocolate chip cookies. The next morning as I furiously unwrapped packages in pristine red and green paper, you did not let me down Santa. Those beautiful new roller skates under my Douglas Fir were proof that Christmas is truly magical.
Santa, I'm writing to you now...some 20 years later with my biggest request yet. This gift is something I wished for my whole life, but especially these last three years. This gift is something that you cannot buy in a store or online. This gift is something that even many thousands of dollars paid to doctors cannot buy. This is the most precious gift of all, a new life.
Santa, I would like a baby for Christmas. I know, I know. You probably think that seems like a tall order, but let me assure you the specifics aren't important to me. Make it happen in the form of two lines on my EPT test, place a baby on our doorstep, introduce me to a birthmother who would like to put her baby up for adoption...immaculate conception is fine too! (After all it is Christmas! It worked for Mary and Joseph...why not us?)
In fact Santa, many people forget the true meaning of Christmas. It's about children. The very essence of the holiday is to celebrate the birth of a child, THE child! Jesus Christ was born and the world rejoiced! So it seems only natural to feel especially hopeful for my own child around the holidays. My own little Christmas miracle! Plus it's a holiday FOR children. Sure, adults like to join in on the fun, but it's really about the kiddos. The toys, the lights, the goodies, sitting on your lap at the mall; you know...the magic!
Sadly, Christmas time hasn't been as magical in my home lately. Santa I'm starting to get the feeling I've been forgotten. All of my other friends who have asked for a baby got their gifts already...some got two! I hate to seem ungrateful because I know that I have so many wonderful gifts in my life, but I want to be a mother in the worst way. Every part of my being is aching to hold that sweet baby of mine. Please Santa, help me.
I believe in magic. I believe in miracles. Santa, I believe in YOU. Please bring me my baby this Christmas.