This is to my sweet, little growing baby boy still snuggled inside my womb. Mommy already loves you. And Mommy can’t wait to meet you.
But I also have mixed feelings considering your arrival. Although the thought of finally having you in my arms brings me great joy, it also saddens me. I’m being selfish. I want to keep you all to myself. I want you to stay with me. We have our little bond together.
I’m going to miss your little movements. Your little hiccups. I’m going to miss when I put my hand on my belly and you respond with a little push back. I never feel alone because I can feel you. I talk to you when I’m by myself and it calms me.
We’ve been through a lot, you and I. Some good moments and some not so good. It’s been a roller coaster of a ride these 9 months. At the beginning I almost lost you, but you held on. I was sick all the time for the first few months. Then the pain in my back and pelvis showed up and hasn’t gone away. But seeing you in the ultrasound and the first time I felt your flutters made all those things not matter as much.
Now, nearing the end it is getting uncomfortable for me, and probably for you as well. But I deal with it knowing it means you stay with me for another day. I know soon you’ll have to make your debut, your getting bigger and I fear you’ll be ten pounds. It’ll be a whole new journey for you and I, including your Daddy and two big brothers. They are all anxious to meet you, too.
Until your big day, though, I’ll keep you to myself.