In less than 24 hours, we will be able to see your little heart flutter on the screen again. I haven’t felt inspired to write to you lately because of how worried and anxious I have been since the last ultrasound and not so positive news from the doctor that day. I just haven’t felt myself. However, I received some pretty good news yesterday. I woke up to a phone call from the doctor. At the other end, the OB nurse informed me that the gobs of blood work from last week all came back normal for the first trimester and I can stop the progesterone suppositories. I couldn’t call your Dad fast enough to share my excitement with him. Once I told him and my tears of joy subsided, I asked him: “are you coming home for lunch?” and he so sweetly replied, “coming home to see you.” He makes my heart smile. Comments like this make me fall in love with him all over again, every single day. I hope you’re a lot like him. He’s so genuine and kind. He’s got a heart that would do anything for just about anyone. You will see.
You are 8 weeks this week. The time is flying and you’re looking more and more human everyday (according to the frequent emails from ‘What To Expect’). I’m still convinced you are a girl. Yet, your Dad won’t tell me his gut feeling yet. He claims that he hasn’t reached that point yet. He also says he doesn’t want to say whether you are a boy or a girl because he doesn’t want me to think that he prefers one over the other. He made it a point to tell me that he just wants you healthy and that’s that. I have no preference either and I don’t think that will change. You being healthy is number one. I’m super excited either way and cannot wait to meet you.
A Pair of Socks 