I can't stop staring at the test that told me that "I" am a "we".
Your uncle Luke was hanging out on our couch and your daddy was laying on the loveseat when I found out that we would have you. I really didn't expect to get such a wonderful answer and I couldn't contain myself! -- I always assumed that my announcement to your daddy would be a private and very special time (and it was special) --but funny since we were silently celebrating in the bathroom (so your uncle wouldn't hear about you) when those 2 pink lines made their appearance.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I wonder how tiny you are and what to expect when we will finally get to see you (via ultrasound). I can't wait to heart your little heart beating. I've been praying hard that you are growing strong. I can't wait to find out everything about you!
Today your daddy and I talked quite a bit about what we are going to do to prepare for you. I can't help but smile and want to jump around the room. --I won't be jumping though. I want you to stay snuggled right where you belong. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.
I can't wait to meet you! I just. can't. wait. I have waited for you for (what seems like) an eternity. I'm so happy that your daddy is so happy! I want to shout it from the rooftops and tell everyone I meet how excited I am and how special you are. But for now, you are our special secret.
Until we meet, <3
I'm worried, I'm really worried. All of a sudden, tonight, in the quiet-- while sifting through (yet again) "what to expect" sites and blogs --I realized how truly worried I am about you. About losing you.
Obviously I don't 'know' you yet... We haven't spoken, and we haven't "met". You haven't heard my voice or your dad's. We haven't heard you cry or felt you move --but I love you. So much. And every creative baby announcement pin and every online ultrasound photo and weekly baby calendar remind me how fragile you are and how afraid I am of not being able to completely protect you.
My heart is racing and I can't make it stop. I want you. I want you. I want you. I'm praying so hard that God lets me have you and keep you and watch you grow.
Giving your life to my Father and yours,
Your Nana and Aunt Mariah, Granny and Grandaddy, Mama and Papa and your Uncle Luke, Josh, and Aunt Sarah know about you now! It's been hard keeping my excitement in... but also hard to tell such a special secret because, to be honest, I'm a bit fearful. It was so worth it though. You are going to be so loved. You are already so, so, loved!
Can't wait for you to meet these awesome people,
Silly Little Thing,
I ended up telling my boss about you today... because recently you've been making my brain go all kinds of fuzzy! -- and wow, so tired. (I could fall asleep standing up or sitting at my desk. We need to pay the bills so I'm looking forward to this phase being over ...but quite happy because, I assume, that all this means you're going to grow well because these hormones are working well! ;)
Well, apparently you don't like Chicken (of any kind or any smell) and you've decided you like grape flavored fruit gummies. Odd... considering I don't like grape anything. -- you are your father's child ;) Oh, and mashed potatoes and cranberry juice seem to make you quite happy right now. So we have gotten a buffet of potato and cranberry products for you over the next few weeks.
--You'll probably be a 10 lb baby at this rate ;)
We saw you for the very first time today. It was amazing! I had hoped and prayed that we would be able to hear your tiny heart beating... and we did!You sounded like a little wooshing freight train. It was strong enough that we heard it very easily, even though it's so early on. It felt like a huge hug from God. Incredible. He knew how much I wanted to hear you.
I cried and your dad just beamed. We couldn't resist recording that sweet little heart of yours. I've been listening to it all day. -- and probably will for quite some time.
We also told "the world" that you are joining our family! Again, you are very loved, Little One. <3
You Daddy is so in love with you too... I can tell. He was telling his gaming friends today that he was going to be a dad and was just beaming when he was recapping for me.
Mommy (& Daddy)
Momma seems to be sick. Apparently your dad and I both got some sort of cold that won't take the hint and move along. I'm really hoping that my normal nausea and super-sniffer-senses are the only things I have to worry about in the near future.
Apparently you're an indecisive little thing. ;) We have a fridge full of food but we don't like cranberry juice anymore and we don't like any form of meat. Some of it smells so good... but these crazy taste-buds of ours seem to only taste/smell barn animals or canned tuna (weird). Not so appetizing. We do like sweet pickles and vanilla ice cream - but not together -- We aren't that cliche ;) We also really like apples... well, when the tartness doesn't make us gag.
Your dad has been good to us though... bringing us flat ginger ale and opening an obnoxious pickle jar of doom. -- and telling he loves us, even when one of us looks like we've been punched in the eyes and nose a few times. You are just going to love your dad, little one. Seriously. It's going to be hard to compete with that guy. ;)
So that's the update. I've been praying for you as you grow! I've been feeding us lots of vitamins -- maybe you and I will be feeling better in no time!