Ethan,
I can't believe it's already been a full eight months that I've been carrying you! I can remember the excitement of going to tell your dad - at work - that we were going to have a baby! We were both completely shocked and in disbelief; God had blessed us immensely, and it was only beginning to hit us.
Now, eight months later, we've had time to process what it is to be parents (to some extent), to prepare a room for you, and to prepare ourselves for your arrival. I know that it will still totally shock our routines and completely change our lives, but we are eagerly awaiting that with great anticipation (and appreciating the wonderful nights' rest we are getting now).
In the last eight months, we took you to Hawaii, we went to Tennessee, and we've traveled all over Texas. You're not even here yet, but we're getting you use to traveling a lot, because we love it (and we hope you do, too). We've done major renovations on our first house, and you were with us from the start - sometimes, you kept me from being as productive as I'd like!
Though sleepless nights, diaper changes, and attempts to soothe your cries await us, we are already so full of love for you, and we can't wait to meet you. I'm excited to see how much you've grown in the last sixteen weeks when we have one last ultrasound next week - I love seeing you!
You've already stolen our hearts, sweet son. We pray that you continue to develop as a healthy, active baby, and that the Lord would lead us so we can lead you to Him.
love,
Mom
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