Sweet Baby Boy

I swore I wasn't going to be this person, the nutty mom-to-be who writes letters to her unborn child, I always thought it was a little corny until you

I have yet to meet you but you have changed me in so many ways. I don't know who I was and I don't know who I will become but I can guarantee I will be a better person because of you. For the last 22 weeks my world has revolved around you, trying to concentrate on anything else is completely pointless, you are my everything.

I can't help but wonder what our life will be like when you arrive and the years to follow. I often try to imagine what you will look like and what your sweet cry will sound like. I look forward to the moment your father lays eyes on you and falls in love. I yearn for the day that you will call me mommy, the day that I can kiss and make it better and the days when you can't wait to tell me all about your accomplishments.

With each kick and poke I fall a little bit more in love with you, when I wake up to your movements in the morning it feels as though my heart is going to burst. I am so proud to be chosen as your mommy. I know I'm not perfect but I hope to be the best mother to you as possible. I hope that you will always be smiling like me and have your father's wit. I hope that independence comes easy for you (but not too much) and that you find happiness in every aspect of your life. I hope that you always feel comfortable to talk to me whether you are 5 or 50 and I hope that you will have a great relationship with your grandfathers like your father and I did. I wish for you the world.

We have yet to chose a name for you because nothing seems good enough, nothing is unique enough or strong enough for our son. I have faith that if it doesn't come to us sooner the moment we meet you we will have the perfect name for you. For us a name is more then just a word to call you, it's defining how much you mean to us and there is no single word that can ever capture that.

My sweet baby boy, I love you