thirty nine weeks

dear sweet baby:



i think (and hope) that this may be the last little letter i write to you...that is, while you are still in my tummy.

it is a little bittersweet knowing that i will never be expecting you-our first baby again, knowing that this chapter of your little life is almost over, but I cannot say that it has exactly "flown by". there is just so much waiting in pregnancy...waiting for that scary first trimester (and the morning sickness) to pass, waiting for ultrasounds, waiting for assurances that you are well and healthy, waiting to learn if you are a boy or a girl, and most of all just waiting for that incredible moment when we will see your little face for the first time.

as wonderful as it will be to finally see you and to watch all the people in our village begin to love you, i will never forget how special it has been to carry you inside me like a little secret. it has been the greatest gift of my life.

i saw you on the big screen today. and for the first time, i have a glimmer of what you will look like. you were a little blurry but i can already say that you are the most perfect, darling thing i have ever laid eyes on. and your nose and little hands are just too sweet for words.

so please come whenever you feel up to it...we are most ready for you, baby.

all my love,

mama

p.s. you wouldn't believe how excited your daddy is...i have never seen him like this. it melts my heart every. single. day. we are so, so lucky.

::baby berry sucking his or her little thumb. i could have died it was so tender.