B is for Birth Order

A First Born Child

A first born child were you
And you do those things
The first born child
Always will do.

You are reliable and always share
You are so compassionate
And show others every day
Just how much you care.

God creates first borns
In such a special way
Knowing the families he chooses
Will be blessed by them each day.

Thena

First Born Child

You are a special child
Our first born child so sweet.
God made the first born children special
And so wonderfully unique!

He chose for us a first born child
That he knew would be just right
One that would fulfill our dreams
And fill us with delight.

The first born holds a special place
That never can occur again
Parents treasure every "first"
From each burp to gassy grin.

Every day is an adventure
With new wonders to behold
As parents learn the secret joys
Of the little one they hold.

Each day brings new treasures
For the precious baby book
Filled with photos and mementos
Of each special task or look!

Each child He sends is special
Each one hand chosen by God who can see
All our hopes and dreams
And just who each child should be.

He bestows special blessings
On each child He sends to earth
And it is no accident
The order of their birth.

Thena

Middle Child

You are a special child
Our middle child so sweet.
God made middle children special
And so wonderfully unique!

God gave you a special place
And dear child, so dear are you
For when God chose our middle child
He knew that only you would do.

He chose for us a first child
That he knew would be just right
And then he chose our second child
To fill us with delight.

Each child He sends is special
Each one hand chosen by God who can see
All our hopes and dreams
And just who each child should be.

He bestows special blessings
On each child He sends to earth
And it is no accident
The order of their birth.

Thena

Last Born Child

You are a special child
Our youngest child so unique
God made you so very special
So wonderful and sweet!

You are the baby of the family
And we treasure each thing you do
Nothing is as precious as
The phenomena that is you!

You have reaped the benefits
Of the knowledge we've acquired
And now we know as parents
We don't have to work so hard.

You have eaten cookies that have dropped
And landed on the floor
We just applied the "five second rule"
Or maybe even more!

We learned we probably wouldn't break you
And that you would probably surrive;
That a few germs wouldn't be fatal
And you would probably thrive.

You have had the pleasure
Of having siblings to adore you
To look up to, learn from and fight with
And sometimes to ignore you!

Your birth order was no accident
But was by God's design
That you were our last born
Precious child of mine!

Thena Smith