Dear Baby Boy-
You have been growing for about 28 weeks now (or 26, but pregnancy calculation is a little weird) and I have not written you yet. I am so sorry. Your two big brothers and your dad keep me very busy. Don't worry, you will see.
When I found out I was pregnant with you, I was very happy. I had to find out right then because I was also very sick that Friday and I needed to know what kind of medicine I could take. I was happy and things were great for a couple of weeks. Then I started to not feel so great. I was still happy, of course, but sick. We got through that, it started going away at about 15 weeks. And just a couple of weeks later you started to let me know that you were in their playing. I felt your first movements at about 18 weeks which was also when I found out that you are a boy! How I found out is a different story for another time. Ever since then you have been getting bigger (each day, I feel like) and you are constantly moving around. You have managed to kick, or head-butt everyone in our family. This morning you even kicked my bowl of cereal. Apparently you weren't too fond of those Honey Nut Cheerios.
I have gone through a lot of cravings while being pregnant with you. At the beginning, I always wanted chips and salsa (from a restaurant only) and egg croissant sandwiches. And now I am always craving Sour Patch Kids. Every single day, I want them. I also want pizza every day, but I don't think that is different than when I am not pregnant.
When I ask Carson who is in our family he says, "Daddy, Mommy, Carson, Porter and Baby." But he might still think that Porter is also the baby?? And then when I point to my belly and say there is a little baby brother in Mommy's belly, he then points to his belly and says, "Carson's belly." So he is slightly confused. Porter is clueless. But I know that you are going to have so much fun with those two. Porter might tackle you quite a bit because that is what Carson has always done to him and that is also what he does to us. But he is always smiling while doing it and it is with love. So don't worry, we will be watching out for you.
Your Grandma Garrett just sent you some new cute little onesies with cars and trucks on them. They are just for you. A lot of your clothes are going to be hand-me-downs from your brothers and your cousins. But these are just for you from your Grandma. And Carson is already jealous. He asks to wear the truck shirt every day. So I had to hide them. You are so special and loved by everyone.
Your dad and I do not know what we are going to name you when you come into this world. If you could throw me some hints as to what you might like that would be great! We are so excited to meet you but if you could wait another 11 or 12 weeks we would appreciate it.
Baby, I love you so much. I love feeling you move, even when it means I can't sleep. I love it when your dad tries to discipline you, but you don't listen. Ha! I love it when you poke out a little hand or foot, or something. It is so teenie and precious and just sticks straight out.
We went to the park as a family today. While we were there I thought about you. I wonder if you will look like your big brothers? Will you have bright blue eyes like them? I wonder if you will have red hair and freckles like your daddy? Or if you will have the capability to tan like me? Will you love to eat or hate everything in sight? Will you love to sleep, like the rest of us? I wonder if you will let me cuddle you whenever I want to? I sure hope so. But no matter what, we all love you and are so excited for you to join our family. I can't wait to meet you and we thank Heavenly Father every single day that you are headed to our family.
With Love,
Mom
