I love you. . . Get Out!!

Dear Baby Abigail,

From what they tell me, you are happy in there. You are warm, cozy, and have plenty to eat!! I love hearing how strong your heart beats each week. However, mommy is not doing so well. While you are sleeping (pardon the expression) like a baby, I waddle around sweating from my walk from the couch to the restroom. I love feeling your kicks and sometimes wondering if you are trying to burrow your way out, but my blood pressure has sent me to the hospital twice. One time, I had to carry a pee jug around with me for twenty-four hours. Awkward. There are so many things about you being in my tummy that I love. But, I am pleading with you. . . get out!!! It is almost July and Houston is only getting hotter.

Let me tell you what you will find on the outside. Mommy and Daddy have worked very hard on your nursery. It is black, white, and red. A lot of people have added a lot of wondering things to the room in order to surround you with love. I'm on bed rest so the house is not as clean as I would like it. Daddy wants to help but does really know how. He still leaves things on the counter that I clean up after him. One day, when you are in your twenties, we will talk about all the annoying traits every man has. Your dad is no exception. But he has a good heart, not all of them do. When I am at my lowest is when he shows his true colors. Mommy had a TERRIBLE maternity picture session at the mall. I spent a whole night crying. Daddy put music on and danced with me in the bathroom. It is little things like that that show you who someone really is. We can always hire a maid!

 So, dearest baby Abigail, please come out. I promise I will try not to drop you. I will give you lots of kisses and will try really hard to overlook your yuck belly button. You grandma Jackie (you will call her Mimi) wants to spoil you. And just you wait to meet your special aunt Mary Ellen!!! There are so many people who want to meet you. And mommy is tired of looking like someone filled me with helium. If you feel up to it, please come on out!

I love you.
Mama B (that's kind of a cool name!!)

Mommy's Inflated

27 and pregnant

Dear baby Abigail,

With less three months till your eviction day, I am having to educate your daddy on babies 101. Of course, being the resourceful gal that I am, I have made him watch a 16 and Pregnant marathon. You will very quickly learn in your life that men do not know everything. In fact, they know very little =) But I was surprised to learn that Daddy didn't know that babies come out yucky and gross. He was shocked and did not know what the white stuff on the new born was. Well, I don't either but I know freshly born babies are yucky. Also, he was appalled by the umbilical cord on the belly after a couple days. That is one of mommies biggest issues with newborns. I am nervous as to which one of us is going to have to clean that thing (not it!!).

It's hard for me to picture myself at 16 or 17 having a baby. Still so much life to live before you are responsible for another person. Most days it is very hard for me to imagine that I will have you in few months. I still feel so selfish and carefree. I wonder who I will be in 10 years. I think a lot about who my mom was at 27. Was she like me? Did she make awkward jokes in interviews? Did she laugh a lot? When I was a little girl, all I wanted to be was a mom. Now that time is ticking down, I hope that I will still be the same person you meet in 15 years. I am sure to embarrass you. I embarrass everyone. Sometimes I feel just as young and confused as the mis-guided youth on 16 and Pregnant. The only difference is I am 27, and married to a guy who wont turn out to be a dead beat (let's hope!).

All in all, we are getting pretty excited about you coming to stay with us. We even have purchased you a few outfits. We are leaving the heavy duty clothes shopping to your Mimi (my mom) and Special Aunt Mary Ellen (Mimi's sister). They prefer "smocked" dresses for baby girls. Then after you wear them a few times, your Mimi will have the dresses preserved for you to give to your kids (super creepy but one day we will laugh together about the days of smocking).

I will talk to you later little tap dancer. Oh! Thank you for kicking your daddy's hand yesterday. Sometimes I think he is afraid i am making up this pregnancy thing just to get out of cooking dinner! I'm telling you, guys don't know anything!

Love,
Brittany (your growth carrier)

It's a girl!!

Dear Baby Abigail,

I know your name!! I know your gender!! It's a girl!! Today was one of the most overwhelming and amazing days of my young life. It started with a lot of fear. I am terrified of being a mommy. I am terrified of losing what daddy and I have. We are special. I was afraid that by meeting you, Jamie and I would forget us.

But tonight, as we read the books people were kind enough to buy us to read to you, I realized something. I thought I loved your daddy a lot, but I was wrong. I love him sooo much more now. As he read to you in my belly, I saw something in him I have never seen before nor can I explain what it is. He was lite up. He sparkled. But not in the Edward imaginary way. Sidenote* Edward is a sexy vampire from one of my favorite book series. We can watch all the movies together!! Anyway! I realized that by meeting you, Daddy and I are going to experience soo much more happiness than we thought existed.

As I watched him read book after book, all I could think was I bet there are some people in Heaven who are proud of him. You will not meet your grandma Debra, but I bet she was in Heaven smiling at what a great father Jamie will be!

Get some sleep baby Abi. Mommy wants to go to bed and I will be pissed if you keep me up all night! =)

Getting more excited to meet you!
Mommy (that is still creepy to say!)