My husband makes me smile. A lot. Today it was because of an email he sent to me. Which was intended for our daughter. Who is currently receiving mail in my uterus. It made me teary. Admittedly that’s probably just due to the wonky pregnancy hormones coupled with the “is it over yet?!” third trimester crankiness. Even so, I feel the need to share….
This is your father. I would like to tell you that I’ve spent the last nine months plus thinking about you. I have dreamt and imagined what it will be like to hold you, talk to you, and snuggle you. I have thought about watching you play in the yard with your mom, Bob, Gracie and me. I think about who you will be when you get older and hope that I can guide you to the best life possible. I want to teach you to be a good person. Your mother and I are so excited to finally meet you and complete this family. No matter where your life takes you we will always be there to support you through it. The big key to all of this is we need you to arrive to begin this journey together. So if you will kindly get things moving and come see us that would be great. I love you with all of my heart and soul and can’t wait to take our first jaunt together with your carrier.
P.S. Tell mommy you like MaryBeth for your middle name and I’ll make sure you get some extra candy on your 1st birthday.
P.P.S. Funfetti is the best cake. I’ll make sure that’s what you get.