Monday, February 1, 2010

Birth Month

Dear Brenna,

It's February! This is the month that you are supposed to arrive. I've been waiting for this day for a long time. It seems so much more real now that the calendar finally says February. It's so reassuring to me that you are still healthy and thriving, but that you could survive just fine if you came now.

I can't wait to meet you. I am dying to know what you look like. I hope you have lots of hair - everybody else hopes you come out bald as can be! With all this heartburn that I've had, you better have hair! I can't wait to count your fingers and your toes and kiss your nose a thousand times that first day! I can't wait to see Daddy hold you for the first time - and change his first diaper!

So, until you decide it's time for a birthday party, we'll be waiting. February is a great month for a birthday - trust me, I know. If you want to share birthdays, I'm okay with that, too! Just make sure to let me know when it's time so I don't have to worry about thinking it's time when it's not, okay?

I love you little Sprout!

1 comment:

  1. Sweet. The first of many "Dear Brenna"s that you will write, I am sure.


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