I love you! I can’t wait to meet you! You have been growing inside of me for thirty-five weeks. I’m starting to get very anxious to see you. In a lot of ways it feels like I already know you. Your personality in-utero is quite interesting. You seem to move around and kick more as soon as daddy comes home from work. Your daddy won’t be around until around your first birthday. He will be busy working in Afghanistan. Daddy really wants to be here to watch you grow and learn. He wants to watch you learn to sit up, crawl, and stand. Even though he isn’t here, you should know, he thinks about you all the time. He wonders how much you’ll eat, how often you’re pooping, what it will sound like when you laugh, cry, or just coo. As for me … I want to know all this, too. I’m scared that I’m gonna mess up when you get here. That I will do something that will end up with you hurt.
I’ve never been this frightened in my life. Both daddy and I have been busy getting ready for your arrival. Setting up your room. It has cost a lot of money preparing. However, you’re worth every penny and so much more. Well I just wanted to get some of this out and on the record before I forget. (Which is happening way too often, lately!)
