| 2.9.15 | - 22w4d -
Sweet boy of mine,
As i lay next to your sweet daddy, listening to his soft and soothing snore, i start to wonder what you'll be like?
Will you have his bright blue eyes with the mischeivous twinkle. Maybe his sweet belly laugh that fills me so much joy. Will you have my love for beautiful things, my creative instict or even my fiery red hair?
All of these things will only be revealed by time alone but know this. No matter what your hair or eye color, your likes or dislikes your personality traits like or different than ours. We love You, so much more than we ever thought we were capable of.
We have so much to do to get prepared for you to join us here in this crazy life, but we are doing everything we can to get ready. I pray each and everyday that you are safe, growing & healthy in my belly.
I just love to feel your sweet & strong kicks especially when you listen to Matthew West, Mumford & Sons & Louis Armstrong! Haha as i type this i feel you punch and wiggle. I wonder if you're doing flips?
Hey so, you currently don't have a name... Sorry bout that. We picked one out of sheer excitement and well mind blowing shock that you are a boy.. And then we decided that it might not actually be the one for you, soo until we meet face to face, I have been calling you Pickle. Pickles are my favorite, sweet or sour doesn't matter to me they're all yummy! & well you are my favorite and if you weren't already aware i really love food. I can't wait to cook for/with you someday. Its okay to eat more than PB&J sammies. Pinky promise. ;) alright well i should probably try and sleep...(its 1am after all)
good night my sweet little pickle,
Mama loves you