Dear Baby Boy,

Last night your dada and I were sitting on the couch taking a personality quiz. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, for just a second, I saw you snuggled in my hands as we were enjoying the evening together. You were swaddled and tiny and your skin was a perfect shade of sun-kissed baby tan. "I can't wait to meet him," I told your dad. I stopped for a moment to take in the image before it faded from my immediate memory.

Yana gave us some clothes for you to grow in. Your room is getting closer to completion. A lot of love and laughs has gone into the process. I love the creativity that you have drawn out of us, your parents. Even Eva loves your room. She likes me to bring the laptop upstairs and she dances around your floor. Oh, and the squirt bottle! I use it to iron with and I keep it in your room right now. Eva thinks this is the BEST gift ever. She sprays it into her mouth and you'd swear she was drinking chocolate milk. Ahh, the simple loves of life.

I must say, you have been busy moving and keeping me aware that I have a BOY growing inside my belly. I get it. You're tough. You're unpredictable. You would like to be in charge. ;) You're wild at heart already. Well, let's just say that when we finally get the "ok" on your name, I am convinced it will describe your personality perfectly. Now about that name...we are still waiting.

Happy 29 weeks! I know the timing will be perfect, but I am anxiously awaiting those breathtaking moments after you emerge into this world. Mwah.

Love,
Mama