October 31, 2017
I learned about you yesterday. I went to the doctor for a check up, and when she came in the room and said, “My dear…” I knew. I’ve been dreaming of you for so long. Practically my whole life. And now you’re here, inside me.
Who are you? A little boy or a little girl? Who will you be? What will you enjoy? What lessons will you teach us? What gifts are already growing in your little heart and brain?
I told your daddy about you last night on a pizza. I wrote a message in pepperoni. We laughed about it, and I hope we always do. Pizza has always been a special part of our lazy Sundays together, so it felt like the right medium to me. Pretty soon, you’ll be here for lazy Sundays, too. I hope you like watching Netflix.
I can’t see you or feel you, but I already love you. At work, I sneak away to the bathroom to put my hands on my tummy and whisper, “I love you, I love you, I love you” over and over. Can you hear me? Can you feel my love? It’s swirling all through me, and all around you.