Yesterday evening as Mommy was preparing dinner, she pointed out that you were tucked all the way over to her right side.
It was undeniable. There was no doubt her tummy was lopsided.
She explained to me when she was pregnant with your brother Jack nearly 6 years ago, he was always sitting on her ribs; way up high.
But you, you’re so low; that’s not a problem with you.
As of today, Mommy is officially in her 3rd trimester with you. She is 66% through her pregnancy with you. In less than 3 months, less than 90 days, you should be here.
It’s funny to think that a year ago this week, our family moved into our new house.
Life is at such a great pace now: We live way back in the suburbs. We have a garage. We live in a cul-de-sac near a park.
Those are things I didn’t realize how much I would appreciate. Being able to work our way of debt a few years ago and save up for the down payment on our house was totally worth the discipline and sacrifice.
We knew at the time when we moved in our new house, that at some point in the next few years, we might have another child.
But just 6 months into life in our new home with 4 bedrooms, something just finally clicked:
One of those rooms is for another child.
And so of course now, that guest room has now been converted into your nursery and bedroom.
I’ve mentioned before how supposedly age 34 is the best year of your life. That’s how old Mommy and I both are.
We are so happy to know that you are on your way. You are wanted. You will be loved.
I can’t guarantee that you will be born into the most normal of families, but I can tell you this: We’re going to have a lot of fun!