You will be born soon. Although that is something I am certain of, I still don’t really believe that I’m going to be your mommy. We are 9 days away from our due date today and that seems really soon. I am so excited to meet you, to see your face, to see the head of hair I just know you’re going to have.
And even though I’m totally excited about everything I know you’re going to bring into our lives, I am going to miss having you in my belly. I love feeling you kick around in there. I love that you really, really kick when I am in a meeting – like you know I need you to entertain me. I love that you kick your foot way out on my right side at least a couple times a day, and when I rub it, you move your foot back.
I love how protective and loving I feel toward you even though we haven’t officially met. I’ve loved having you with me throughout the day.
Your dad and I have spent many an evening sitting on the couch and every time you moved I would place your dad’s hand there. And then I would make him leave it there until you moved again. It took me a little while to realize that what you really like is for me to be in the recliner. A little man already.
Your dad talks to you. He always starts it with, “Hey there little baby.”
I’ve loved that Huck snuggles up to you every night. No matter where we put him in the bed, he walks right over to my belly and settles up right next to it. You guys are best friends – you just don’t know it yet.
I have loved how excited your grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, great-aunts and great-uncles are to meet you. They have all done so much for you already and it makes me so happy to know that you will have a great family.
I find myself walking around and rubbing my belly throughout the day – just wanting you to know that I’m thinking of you. I have loved having you with me.
You are my sweet son. It will be wonderful to meet you.