12/31/2014
Dear Baby,
Tonight your dad and I are getting together with some of our friends from the precinct at our loft. We will bring in the New Year with the ones we love and then I am telling him about you. He doesn't suspect, I hope. I did manage to get a confirmation from my doctor about you actually existing, so I am feeling a little overwhelmed with knowing you are really coming. Oh, Baby, I'm so in love with you and it has only been three days. You are half me and half your dad. We made you.
My doctor said I am about seven weeks along, so you will be here in thirty-three weeks. I bought my first pregnancy magazine at a corner market yesterday and I have been reading it in the bathroom at work so your dad doesn't know about it. There's so much to learn, so much I need to know before you arrive. Your dad has done this before, so I'm sure he'll help me prepare, but he doesn't know much about the mother side of parenthood, like breastfeeding and all the changes I'll be experiencing. That in itself is quite frightening but also kind of amazing how my body will change to accommodate you. Aside from the nausea and the increased hormones causing me to want to cry every once in awhile, pregnancy is kind of wonderful. I'm sure my thoughts will change once I'm the size of a blimp, but it just will mean I'm closer to meeting you.
Your dad should be getting home soon with dinner, so I should hid this notebook before he gets back. Remember I will love you for always.
Love, Mom
