Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Dear Lima Bean,
Yesterday you gave me a scare. My cervix (something I will tell you about when you are old enough) felt like it was being ripped apart. Luckily my water is still intact and you are still inside my comfy belly.
I love you so much and can't wait to hold you in my arms. I can't wait to see your daddy hold you for the first time. I can't wait to see what you look like. Are you going to have blond hair like your dad or pitch black hair like I did? Will you have your dads clear blue eyes or my 'Mathie' hazel eyes. Either way I will love you! You can be whoever and what ever you want to be.
As much as I want to see you, I don't want you out of my belly. I want to keep you safe forever. I don't want to say goodbye to your wonderful, and sometimes painful, squirms.
I am going to miss this part of our relationship. I'm afraid I will never feel this close and connected to you again.
Promise me you will always be my Lima bean.
We love you lots!