I was thinking about writing a letter to my baby… and, I thought, what better way to do it than to post it in cyberspace, where our children will probably be living in 20 years. So, here it goes…
Dear Baby Benjamin or Nala,
Being pregnant has been such a weird, amazing, and, all at the same time, surprising experience for me. It started out with taking too many naps… then turned into confusion during mid-pregnancy, with not looking pregnant, but not looking not pregnant… and, now, it’s become a part of my everyday… I feel you in the morning, in the afternoon, and mostly, in the evenings. My body has become something so precious for me that I can’t imagine being without you. If I was in danger, I’d protect you first… and if my body became too much for the both of us, I’d leave it with you for you to have. I guess what I’m trying to say is that you have made me, as a human being, feel so invaluable that I feel like I am my own prized possession. Even though my feet look like the Nutty Professor’s at times, I don’t mind knowing that you are the cause of that. Because of you, I am okay with being Mrs. Nutty Professor and I know that when you’re here… when you’re a whole human being on your own… I will miss having you be a part of me, but, I will feel something so much more for you than I could put into words. As for your daddy, he’s so excited that you’ll be here soon… He wakes up every morning singing for you and trying to get one kick out of you before he has to leave for work. If you’re a boy, I hope and pray you’ll turn out just like him and, if you’re a girl, I hope and pray you have most of his qualities because he’s perfect to me, and, so are you… I love you already and can’t wait to meet you.