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Dear Baby,

It’s the 2nd day of a new year!  The one in which we get to meet YOU! 

We’ve been counting the weeks until you arrive, and as the days pass by your Dad and I are growing more & more anxious to know whether you’re a boy or a girl!  So many people ask, and I can’t say I have a real intuition one way or the other… it seems to change from day to day.   We have decided on names —  sometimes you’ll kick a lot when we say one, and then you’ll kick a lot when we say the other…  so the simple answer is: you kick a lot, and it’s a 50/50 guess!  Your nursery is just about ready, and baby essentials have taken up space in all corners of our home.  Yet as anxious as we are for your debut, I’ve been doing my best to fully enjoy being pregnant (chocolate milkshakes included!)… trying not to wish it away too quickly.

As 2012 came to an end, your Dad and I decided we wanted a quiet New Year’s Eve… just the two of us, a nice dinner and lots of reminiscing about the last 12 months (and past NYE’s – we’ve had some good ones!).  We had a conversation that I’m sure was similar to those of so many others on the last night of the year:  our favorite memories of 2012.  With what wouldn’t take much guessing, anyone could easily pick our #1:

Finding out about you!

When it came to listing the others (a wide range of big moments and little ones), my runner-up was without a doubt, telling your Grandparents you were on the way.  We waited an excruciatingly long 2 days – ha! – and on the morning of my birthday we told them what yours is expected to be.  Their reactions were priceless and something I will carry with me forever. 

In a year full of happiness, I’m amazed that a moment I never gave much thought to before that morning, quickly surpassed all the others before and after it.

So here’s to the big dreams we have for our family, and all the ones we can’t even imagine yet.

 Happy 2013 little one!

We love you.

(*and yes, the first test I took was faulty — had to take a few more for extra measure!)

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I can’t say I’ve had any really weird cravings.  At first it was hamburgers, after being a veggie for almost 2 years… and since that’s tapered off I’ve become a major sweets person, which I NEVER was before.  I really hope I outgrow the whole sugar thing once you’re born.  Yikes.

I haven’t had any crazy emotional mood swings, no tears shed (yet) and no major irrational moments.  Lucky for everyone involved, I’ve been pretty even keeled throughout.

But the one side effect I was not expecting?!

A major case of the GIGGLES!! 

I’m like a young teenager who hears a stupid joke and can’t stop.

It’s usually something the average person wouldn’t consider funny:  the other night your Dad and I were sitting on the couch, just firing up the DVR and starting a program.  I was completely zoned out (typical side effect – tired easily!) and contently enjoying a COMMERCIAL, when your Dad looked over at me and ever so quietly asked if the remote was broken.  I spit my mouthful of diet coke (caffeine free, of course) alllll over me and could.not.stop.laughing.  Seriously, that’s all it takes.  Don’t get me started on the time we were home for Thanksgiving and he started talking in a loud British accent to your Grandma G and I.  I still laugh just thinking back to it.  The list, and laughter, goes on from there.

Although this seems to be a weird side effect, I’d really like to think it’s just an exaggerated look at the home you’ll be welcomed into.  Your Dad makes me laugh every single day… that’s something that has been a constant since the beginning.  I have no doubt he’ll make you do the same.

And yours will be the best giggles we’ve ever heard.

I love you,

Momma giggle monster

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Dear Baby,

I’d like to apologize in advance for the disappointment you will face once you enter the world and realize I cannot sing. 

You love to kick along when I’m belting out a tune… last night it was Whitney Houston’s ‘Greatest Love of All’ (never walk in anyone’s shadow!).  It may sound lovely on the inside but please don’t get me confused with the powerful voices of my Pandora stations. 

And contrary to what some may think… my rap song repertoire is quite extensive.  So maybe that will impress you someday.  But only after you’re 18, and the explicit language warning label no longer applies.

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Dear Baby,

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the first thing I’ll say to you when we meet.  I don’t know if other people give this much thought, but it seems like a big deal to me.  Happy Birthday quickly came to mind… or Hi, (insert boy/girl name of our choice).

And then I brought up the subject to your Dad – asking what he might say to you for the first time?  

Without hesitation, he put it as simply and as beautifully as can be:

I love you.

 

He’s already the best at being a Dad.

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Dear Baby,

Last week your Dad turned 32.  Being the low key guy that is he, he insisted on no plans… no fuss.  All he wanted was a day that involved hanging out with me (and you) and Gus.  Wish granted.  It was perfectly low key… perfectly him. 

When I asked him what he wanted for his birthday?  His response was immediate and anything but material:  to feel you kick.

It didn’t happen on the 14th… but last night, as we were cheering for our former ‘home’ team in Game 7 of the NLCS… reminiscing about all of our visits to that ballpark by the bay, you gave your Dad the only gift he asked for this year. 

And it was far better than anything that tissue paper could cover.

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