My love,
You're such a good baby. You've always been so cooperative during our doctor's appointments. And there have been a few times lately that I've worried when I haven't felt you kick for a while. I just say a silent plea to you to show me you're okay and you always kick me nice and hard.
On another note, there's been a lot of national attention being paid to a little girl named Jessica Ridgeway. She was a 10-year Westminster girl who disappeared on her way to school last Friday morning. There was a nationwide search for her and this afternoon, the Arvada police announced that her body was found in a park very close to your cousins' house. I've heard about so many abductions in my life, but this one has really affected me. It probably has a lot to do with you. I wish I could keep you safe in my belly forever so no one will ever hurt you. I guess this is what they mean when they say that having a child means putting legs on your heart and letting it walk around outside your body. I think I'll start building your bubble now.
Love,
Me
Friday, October 12, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
October 10, 2012
My love,
What a month it's been! I fully intended to update you following our elective gender ultrasound, but didn't (obviously.) I make no excuses for myself. I'm an adult. With a job. And I'm easily distracted when I get home. So there.
We had an amazing time at the ultrasound! While we were enjoying all the wiggling, kicking and waving, we found out that you're a girl. This was confirmed about two and a half weeks later at our 20-week ultrasound. Everything looked perfect - your spine, your brain, your kidneys, your heart and your limbs among other things. Of course, I cry at every. single. ultrasound. I just love seeing you. Makes me wish I had x-ray vision. If I could, I would probably pay $100 every week just to check in with you. But I'll just settle for the photos and DVD we have of you.
I'm still feeling pretty good, relatively speaking. At 21 weeks, my back and hips are starting to hurt. I'm not sure if this is pregnancy-related or just regular wear and tear on my muscles and joints. My belly is getting big and I have to admit, I love it. I used to spend so many mornings in front of the mirror pushing my belly out trying to get a preview of what it would look like someday. It's just as cool as I ever hoped it would be. :)
Your dad and I have started on your room. He's so sweet. While your grandparents and I were in Estes Park, he went and bought all the supplies to start your room. He wanted to get everything done in 24 hours to surprise me when I got back. Then he got paged for work and wasn't able to do anything. It didn't matter. I was so impressed by the initiative.
One thing I don't think I've told you yet is that your Aunt Natalie is also pregnant. She's about three weeks ahead of me and is having a little boy. Unlike me, she wasn't expecting to start her family just yet. I think she's going to be a wonderful mom, but I'm concerned about how all the stress in her life is affecting her happiness. But that's another story for another time.
Well, I should start to head toward bed. I'm pretty exhausted half the time anymore. I love you and I'm so looking forward to meeting you.
Love,
Me
P.S. By the way, here's my new favorite picture of you. I can't help it; you're beautiful.
What a month it's been! I fully intended to update you following our elective gender ultrasound, but didn't (obviously.) I make no excuses for myself. I'm an adult. With a job. And I'm easily distracted when I get home. So there.
We had an amazing time at the ultrasound! While we were enjoying all the wiggling, kicking and waving, we found out that you're a girl. This was confirmed about two and a half weeks later at our 20-week ultrasound. Everything looked perfect - your spine, your brain, your kidneys, your heart and your limbs among other things. Of course, I cry at every. single. ultrasound. I just love seeing you. Makes me wish I had x-ray vision. If I could, I would probably pay $100 every week just to check in with you. But I'll just settle for the photos and DVD we have of you.
I'm still feeling pretty good, relatively speaking. At 21 weeks, my back and hips are starting to hurt. I'm not sure if this is pregnancy-related or just regular wear and tear on my muscles and joints. My belly is getting big and I have to admit, I love it. I used to spend so many mornings in front of the mirror pushing my belly out trying to get a preview of what it would look like someday. It's just as cool as I ever hoped it would be. :)
Your dad and I have started on your room. He's so sweet. While your grandparents and I were in Estes Park, he went and bought all the supplies to start your room. He wanted to get everything done in 24 hours to surprise me when I got back. Then he got paged for work and wasn't able to do anything. It didn't matter. I was so impressed by the initiative.
One thing I don't think I've told you yet is that your Aunt Natalie is also pregnant. She's about three weeks ahead of me and is having a little boy. Unlike me, she wasn't expecting to start her family just yet. I think she's going to be a wonderful mom, but I'm concerned about how all the stress in her life is affecting her happiness. But that's another story for another time.
Well, I should start to head toward bed. I'm pretty exhausted half the time anymore. I love you and I'm so looking forward to meeting you.
Love,
Me
P.S. By the way, here's my new favorite picture of you. I can't help it; you're beautiful.
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