Dear Baby

Words cannot explain how excited I am to meet you. To get to know you. To feel you move for the first time.
Every morning I wake up, look down at the tiniest of baby bumps, and sigh knowing that I didn't dream it all. I'm so scared to lose you.
Daddy makes sure you eat real healthy. He says that if you eat veggies in the womb you will like them later on. I don't know if he made that up or if it's true, but either way it tricks me into eating healthier for you. (even if all I want is french fries...)
The other day I tried laying down for a nap and he came up and gave my belly a big raspberry. I didn't appreciate it but he looked at me and said, "hey, don't interrupt. I'm playing with my baby."
I couldn't argue with that.
I know we keep telling you that we can't wait to meet you, but the truth is that we can. The only baby things we have are two outfits your Aunt Hanna bought you, so we need more time to get ready. Also we want you to be properly developed, so stay in the toasty belly for at least six more months, okay?
We love you so much.