August 5, 2015
Dear Jameson,
You and I just got back from another appointment with one of the midwives who might deliver you and everything is looking great! Your heartbeat is strong, you’re at a healthy size (although the midwife did mention you’re more on the small side), and you’re getting in position to be born. We’re at 34.5 weeks right now so there’s probably only going to be four or five more appointments at the most before the big day! I’m really having trouble wrapping my mind around the fact that I’m going to meet you face to face in just over a month. There are so many things I want to know about you and even though a month isn’t very long, it still feels like too long to wait. I want to know what you look like, if you have your dad’s curls, if your eyes are green like mine, if you’re going to have the hiccups at least twice a day like you do right now. I want to know what your voice sounds like, what your smile looks like, what makes you feel happy again when you cry. I can’t wait to learn all your likes and dislikes…and then learn them all over again and again as you grow and change and become the man you probably are today as you read this.
I’ve loved every moment of carrying you with me everywhere these past eight months. Every baby is an incredible blessing from God, of course, but I feel like He blessed me just a little bit more than everyone else with you. 😉 I guess that’s how most moms feel, but in every way possible…you’ve made this first experience with pregnancy so blissfully easy on me. Really, Jameson, you are already such a sweet baby. When I go to sleep, you stop moving too and go to sleep with me (and you never kick me awake at night). When you’re playing and exploring and I start to talk or sing to you, you immediately stop moving to listen. When I put my hand on my tummy to feel your stretches and twists and turns, you wiggle closer to be near me. I know it won’t always be this way and there will be times when we grow together and times when we grow apart, but I pray that we always end up near each other because I love every bit of who you are (even when you get annoyed with your hiccups and start punching and kicking around).
I am so indescribably blessed to be your mom, my sweet boy. I don’t have room in my heart for the amount of love I have for you, but I feel God stretching it every day so that it can fill up even more. I’m counting down the days until we get to meet! For now, though, I’m going to soak up every beautiful second of having you so close to me. I love you with everything I have, sweetheart.
Love, your mommy
Milk with a Meal 