Ok, so some thoughts for you, little one.
I cry more often than you have hiccups. I know at this point, most women are complaining about using the restroom too much; but I think my body gets rid of most of its moisture through my tear ducts. Seriously, everything makes me cry: seeing your ultrasound photos, presents we’ve got at showers, thinking about how your father’s and my life is going to change once you join us…. The fact that I’m impatient… the idea that we are going to be responsible for you…
Here’s a couple of really cool stuff that has been given to you this week:
- Grandma Beth, who passed away about 10 years ago, had knit booties for you before she passed away. She gave them to my mom to pass onto us when the time came. Needless to say, when I opened them “NIAGRA FALLS!”
- Today, Grandma Stevie gave us your Daddy’s Baby books as well as some amazing clothes that your Daddy wore when he was a little one. My favorite was the outfit you wore on your blessing day – I think it will be perfect to wear on your blessing day as well.
I also appreciated the t-shirt from Great Aunt Mary that said “Lock Up Your Daughters.” ☺
We’ve got a pack and play for you to sleep close to us, your car seat and stroller, and Daddy’s putting together the crib this week. (He even surprised me with a new piece of furniture to store your clothes and things in tonight. I couldn’t understand why he kept telling me NOT to stain/sand the entertainment center… but I just kept thinking, “We need a place for all of Holden’s stuff!”)
We’ve got diapers (a variety of disposable and some gDiapers) and clothes and receiving blankets and humidifier and things for you to cuddle with and a chair to rock you and if there’s anything else you need, I’m confident we’ll have you covered.
But most importantly, we are anxiously awaiting your arrival. We already love you so much. Thank you for the blessing you already are… come soon, or when you feel like it in the next 17 days... but not a day later.