This morning Jesse told me that tomorrow should be the day that I have the baby. I agreed it would be a great day for it so that makes it 2 against 1 (I think baby girl is pretty comfortable in there so we’re pretty sure she doesn’t agree). I’ve been trying to get a feel for when she might be ready and the conversation usually goes like this. “Hi love, are you ready to come out?” *kick in the ribs* “No? Okay.”
I’m not even past my due date yet, which is this Sunday by the way, so I’m not really complaining I am just SO EXCITED. I can’t wait to find out if she has blond hair like her mom or brown hair like her dad or any hair at all – also like her mom. I can’t wait to look into her eyes and have this moment of intense fear/pride/love when I realize that she is my daughter and I am now a mother. I can’t wait to fall in love with her instead of just the idea of her and most of all I can’t wait to see Jesse hold his little girl and fall in love all over again. I’ve never done this before, but I think it’s safe to assume that these things will happen. I also know that sleep will become a distant memory and all time, energy, and attention will be devoted to figuring out this new little human. We are going to do a lot of things right and we are going to do a lot of things wrong I’m sure, but I’m so glad Jesse and I are in this together, 100% committed.
Now enjoy some maternity pictures taken by the man of many talents (Jess). Beware the belly.
Yours Sincerely,
The belly that has taken over.
You are gorgeous! Look at that cute belly!