Specifically, I love MY baby's feet.
I know, I know, I haven't seen them yet...but I already know I love them.
One of my favorite things to do is think. I'm definitely a thinker, and anyone who knows me well would agree that I'm an OVERthinker about 98% of the time.
Right now, my favorite thing to think about is my baby, and how she will affect our little family. Andrew is super excited about baby-wearing, so I picture us walking through the park with a baby on his chest and a leash in my hand (for the DOG, not Andrew). I think about her floppy newborn arms and legs, and trying to get her dressed. I think about her tiny hands, her tiny ears, and yes, her tiny feet (and even tinier TOES!!!). I even think about changing her diaper - I'm excited about that too, although I'm sure I'll get my fill of that one in the first day of her life... I have dreams about her carseat and stroller. I'll admit that's weird, but I'm okay with it. I imagine us fighting for the right to put her to sleep, or hold her through church. I'm pretty sure I'll be one of those moms who struggles with the concept of never waking a sleeping baby...I know it's a bad idea, so I WON'T...I think.
I know it's going to be a huge life changer, but I really think we're ready. I've been feeling for a long time that I MISS her. Like I've already met her and she's already mine, and it's just been a while since we've seen each other. A really long while.
I love you little girl. See you soon. (But not TOO soon! You aren't ready yet!)
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