Could you please come soon! I am dying to meet the little creation that has taken up residence on my bladder so as to cause me to feel as though I need to go to the bathroom all of the time. I want to hold you in my arms and feel your warm breath on my cheek instead of your feet in my ribs. I want to cradle you in my arms, not with my hips, they are really starting to ache. I want to rock you till you are asleep when you are awake in the middle of the night, instead of rocking you in my bed as I toss and turn because I can't find a comfortable way to lay. I can't wait to see if you are a boy or a girl. I have made you some
beautiful things and I want to know if I get to use the boy set or the
girl set. I am so excited, I can not stop thinking about you. Your big sisters are also very excited to meet you. A word of warning, but don't let this slow your arrival, your big sisters will likely smother you with hugs and kisses. They won't be able to get enough of you, and will likely never leave you alone. But it's just because they already love you so much. I know you will be here soon, but do you think you could come sooner, rather than later? The anticipation(and discomfort) is killing me.
Love, your mother.