Lil Kicker

Hey Nugget!

It's been quite a while since I wrote to you. That's one thing you will learn quickly about Mom-- she gets ideas and is really excited about them for a brief moment, and then promptly forgets about them until a later date. Dad likes to call it my "goldfish memory." I was curious just now and looked up the facts on wikipedia: apparently a goldfish can remember something for three months! That's much longer than I would have thought given how much Dad makes fun of me. :) The good news is that when I'm upset about something I forget it pretty quickly too. I think it's a good quality, but you might disagree when I forget to pick you up from soccer practice or something.

We recently found out that you are a boy! Who would have thought? Everyone in my family has a girl first, so I was pretty surprised to hear it! Your Dad was initially very confident about your being a boy, but I think I swayed him with my sureness to the contrary. Looks I was totally wrong though! I am pretty psyched about you being a boy, I was have four brothers so I'm ready for whatever rough 'n tumble games lay in store for us. Dad and I also bought this awesome wall art for your room-- it's Zelda Windwaker (which is totally perfect if you know Daddy and me-- we both love games and Windwaker was my favorite). It's pretty much adorable and I hope you like it. We also painted your room last weekend with the help of both of your grandmas and your aunt Rylee. It's a dark green-blue, which is good for the Windwaker/oceany type theme we're going with.

We also decided on your name recently. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what it is because your grandmas are chomping at the bit to know, and Daddy and I are pretty convinced that we're going to receive some flak as to our choice. WE think it's perfect however, and I hope you like it too. I've been singing it to you and you sometimes kick at me, I think that means you like it??

That's another thing. You have been kicking the SHIT out of me lately. It feels funny, almost tickly in my stomach when you start moving. You've been getting stronger and stronger and now I can see my tummy move when you kick, that's how hard you kick me! I love feeling you kick though, it makes me know that you are okay in there and having a good time. At the beginning, I was always worried that something was going to happen to you because you're my perfect little baby. But now I have a daily, if not hourly reminder of your presence and I couldn't be happier.

Baby boy, I hope you know that if anyone could have been conjured into existence simply by being wanted, it was you. I wanted you so very much and I wished and wished for you and I could hardly believe it when you were finally here. I've had some extraordinary good luck as far as having your Dad goes, and now I'm lucky enough to have you too! I can't believe how great my life is! I love it and I love you too, my son.

I don't know how good of a mother I will be to you but I can already tell you that you will have one very special thing-- parents that truly love one another. I am happy to have a husband that I adore and I can tell you that every part of you that is like him will be adored as well (the parts that are like me as well of course, but you know what I mean). I hope we are a good example for you, and you see what it's like when people really love each other.

Well that's enough for now, little one. Mom's gotta go do some writing. Need to get this hoppin before you get here! Love you!

Mommy