Dear Baby,
I think about you all the time, what you will be like when we finally meet. Will you be a boy or a girl? Will you look like me or daddy? Hopefully me, even though your daddy is gorgeous to. I really hope you don't get either of our tempers, mommy would have her hands full with you. And hopefully you will have mommy's humor, daddy isn't that funny, but sssh don't tell him I told you. I rub my belly all to time, hoping to feel you move, we aren't far enough along yet to feel you though. Thirteen weeks and counting, you're just a little pea-pod in my tummy, or at least that's what all the parenting books say. Pea-pod isn't that a funny name? Maybe That will be your nickname when you arrive. Like it? Anyway I wanted to let you know before you make your grand entrance, that mommy and daddy aren't together. We use to be married and loved each other very much as we both will love you. Baby, sometimes God has greater plans for us down here, it just wasn't working with daddy and I. I hope you understand one day. Though I have a few chosen words for him, but I wont share them with you. I would never want you to think any less of him, even though he is a Jerk sometimes.. well all the time. Did I say that? Sorry, I'll shut up. What I'm trying to say here is your daddy, deep down inside a loving and caring man, even though we didn't work, I know you will be his pride and joy. Baby, I just want you to know that Mommy will always love you no matter what, and I will give my last breath to protect you from any harm. Pinky swear promise. I'm getting a little tired now, you seem to drain me of all my energy here lately. Its okay though, I wouldn't trade it for the world. More to come another day. Love Mommy.