Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Dear Baby,

Dear Baby,

I know that you are quite comfortable where you are. I've created a nice, cozy place for you to live inside my belly. However, you may have noticed recently that your cozy little home is getting smaller and smaller. That is because you are getting bigger, and, well, it's time to leave. I know it doesn't make sense to leave such a wonderful place full of comforting rocking and swooshing noises, but your dad and I have created a wonderful new place for you, and we think you should give it a try. This new place is full of love and cuddles and kisses, so it will be very cozy too.

Not only that, but your Grandma got you a swing so you can be rocked all you want, and your Nana got you a bouncy chair, so you can be wherever I am, and still hear my voice. You can even be in the office with your dad when he's studying, since you like him so much too.

So what do you say? Will you give your new home a try sometime soon? Please let me know as soon as possible. There are a lot of people here waiting to meet you.

Love,
your Mama

11 comments:

Jill said...

If she had internet access in there, this would bring her out for sure! Very darling. Hope it works!

Tori :) said...

Are you STILL pregnant?? Just kidding. Don't you hate it when people say that? Good luck with everything. Any day now...

Robin said...

Call me after your appointment tomorrow. Tell them to strip your membranes. It's fun.

Stephanie said...

seriously, are you ever going to have that baby?

nana said...

Stop it, you are making me cry.

Emily said...

Did you ever read the childen's book called, Baby, Come Out? It's hysterical, you'd enjoy it about now.

Kim said...

Abbie, that is so sad, and sweet too. When your baby gets to know you she will feel really bad that she kept such a nice Mom and Dad waiting so long.

Mrs. Burns said...

Maybe if you used her real name, she would come out.

Jake said...

She did use the real name. It's in there if you look hard enough. I found it. Be creative.

Kim said...

Nana? Grandma? Baby? Come on Jake, don't torture me!

Mrs. Burns said...

swooshing?