Tomorrow we get to meet, you and I. It’s going to be strange; I’m already used to your wriggles and hiccups. I feel like I know you, I just haven’t seen your face yet or felt your tiny fingers wrap around mine.
I hope it all goes smoothly so I can be with you straight away to take care of you. I don’t want to miss a second of your precious life.
Inside my tummy you’ve been getting impatient. Rolling and stretching and poking at my insides. You’ve been making me feel restless. Every jolt and squirm reminds me of jobs on our To Do List we haven’t done yet. But it doesn’t matter now; we’re all ready for you. At last. Nine months has taken an eternity to come around. This time tomorrow we’ll be a family of five. The boys will have a sister to protect. I will have everything I’ve ever wanted.
You’re already loved and wanted more than you know. And tomorrow we’ll show you just how much.