I was thinking about you last night. Actually, not a day goes by that I don’t think about you. Is that weird? You haven’t even been conceived and I already wonder what you will be like. Will you look like me? Will you and I have the same sense of humor? What will that moment be like the first time we see each other? I have so many “what ifs” in my head about who you will be and even who I will become because of you.
What I know, without even the slightest doubt, is that I will love you fiercely. The next part of my life will be about you and your needs. My heart literally aches to hold you in my arms. I cannot wait to stroke your fuzzy little head, to count and kiss your little toes, and to witness as WHOEVER you are unfolds.
Your papa and I love you so much already. We talk about you, think about you, and even worry about you. I can only imagine how that is going to grow and change when we finally have you in our arms. I love your papa, more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person. And now you are coming and I already feel my heart growing and getting ready for your arrival.
See you soon my little one. I am thinking of you.