Dear Baby | 28 Weeks

Dear Baby,

Here we are, well over halfway to meeting you, and I’m realizing I haven’t done so many of the things I did when I was pregnant with your sister (these letters, for example). I know that every pregnancy is different just like every baby and child is different, but boy is that the case with the two of you.

Having a toddler and living in a pandemic while pregnant is certainly a different experience, but knowing you’re always with me, safely tucked away until you’re ready has definitely been a comfort. You are a beacon of hope, a promise of even more wonderful things to come, a reason to push through and persevere for better days ahead.

Your dad felt you kick for the first time on New Year’s Day, shortly after midnight as we lay in bed together after trying so hard to stay awake to see a new year. We gladly bid farewell to the mess that was 2020 but also felt so grateful for all the things that it brought us: a new home in a city we have missed for years, your sister growing up so happy and healthy, and you.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning to your kicks and feel like I already know you so well, and then there are other times when you are such a mystery. What will you look like? What funny things will you do as you grow? What will your name even be? I have a list in my phone but we haven’t even come close to settling on one yet.

We can’t wait to meet you, our little spring baby. The weather is getting warmer and next weekend the clocks will change and it will be lighter so much later and I can’t help but daydream about warm evenings on the back patio with you in my arms, watching your dad and your sister run around in the yard, Ender sprawled across the soft grass.

How wonderful life is when you’re in the world.

xoxo Mama