Little One,

It is so hard to believe that I have been pregnant with you for over three months (16 weeks yesterday). The time seems to have gone so fast. Over the last month lots of things happened. You received your first Christmas presents. So many of your family members remembered you on this special day, and it really made me happy. We spent the whole day in our pajamas hanging out on the couch.

On January 4th we had our first visit with the doctor that will deliver you. He is really funny and made both me and your dad laugh within minutes of meeting him. I was hoping to get a sonogram and see if you are a boy or a girl. Instead he sent me to the specialist to do a routine sonogram to make sure everything was forming correctly (you are growing perfectly by the way). I was promised that this doctor would be able to tell us pink or blue.

You had other plans though. We were able to see you wave, flipping around in my belly, and count all of your fingers. However, you did all of this with your legs criss-crossed like you were sitting in my kindergarten class the whole time.  You were not even being still. You kept arching  your back and wiggling, but your legs were still. So now I will do my best to be patient until our next appointment on February 8th.

I just can’t wait to get things ready for you like painting your room, going through all of the clothes family and friends have given you, and pick out your name. As you will soon find out after you are born, I am kind of anal when it comes to some things. I will do my best to not make you the same way, but just rest assured that all this energy comes from a good place inside of me that only wants the best for you.

We are officially in the second trimester now. The sickness is completely gone, and I am hoping that the fatigue will end soon (fingers crossed). Most days you do not seem real to me. I still am not showing. I will often look down at my stomach (knowing that you are now almost 5 inches long) and wonder where are you? I’m sure by next month you will have made yourself outwardly visible and hopefully I will have felt you moving. We just can’t wait to meet you.

Love,

Mama