Dear little one,
Tomorrow marks ONE MONTH until your due date. I still cannot wrap my head around how close we are to meeting you! I can’t wait to see what you’ll look like, if you’ll be an exact replica of your daddy and grandpa or if you’ll take more after me. I wonder if you’ll be born with a mass of hair like your cousins, or be as bald as your mama was.
I wonder what your name will be. We do have a name all picked out, but are also bringing along two back-ups. So it’s going to be a game-time decision for us. Maybe we’ll let you in on the vote đź™‚
We’ve been busy getting ready for you! Your Auntie Megan threw us the most amazing shower the other weekend and boy, were you given everything and the moon. Your daddy is finally walking (!!!) so he’s hard at work refinishing your dresser and putting the final touches on your room. Not to mention he’s taken on the task of pack’n’play assembly. Those instructions were definitely not written in English.
Hang in there for now…we need you to stay put for at least a couple more weeks. You seem happy enough just kicking around in my belly though. At least, that’s what my ribs have been telling me.