You Kicked Me!

Dear Baby,
For the first time today you kicked me, and hard! I have felt you stretch and roll and settle into place, but today was a first. At first, when you kicked, I was so surprised that I jumped. Then, I couldn't stop laughing. I was so thrilled that your tiny legs were growing strong enough to make your presence known.
I dreamt about your feet this weekend. I could see your little foot through my stomach. I tickled your tiny toes and you quickly pulled your foot back in. What's odd about my experience being kicked today, and that dream, is that in both situations I had the same reaction. At first, shocked, then just overcome with delight!
This week marks week 20 in this pregnancy with you, that means we're halfway done. I'm so excited that I get to meet you soon, but also slightly terrified. Right now, I can keep you safe and warm, inside of me. Soon, I'll have to do the very best I can keeping you safe outside of me. The good news is, you have the very best dad, family, and friends that already love you and are excited to help me keep you safe.
Well, keep moving in there, I can't wait to feel it again. I love you, so much.

Love,
Mama

18 weeks- letter to baby

Dear Baby,

I love you more now than I did before. On Friday I went to the doctor and had a sonogram. They had to look at a lot of different stuff, so I got to spend a lot of time watching you. I loved you before, but that was the first time I could see your fingers and toes. That was the first time I could see how long your legs are. That was the first time I could see you move around, something I had only felt before.

We had a lot of measurements to take while we were there. You were so stubborn! If she needed to look at your front, you crossed your arms. If they needed to look at the back, you chose that moment to stretch. She was getting so frustrated with you! I couldn't help but laugh. In just that short hour I already could see so much of your father and I in you! You'll quickly learn that we never sit still for long. After watching you do the same, I loved you even more.

In just three short weeks we find out if you are a boy or a girl. Let me tell you, I couldn't care less. You're ours, and that's all that matters. I know you still have a lot of growing to do, so I won't get to see you for another 22 weeks, but just know, I'm longing to feel your touch and hold you in my arms. I love you, so much.

Love,
Mom