Dear Baby Girl,
It still thrills me to be able to say "girl". To know what you are and to think about putting your in sweet little pink outfits... you will probably detest the color pink as soon as you're old enough to distinguish between colors. While I'm thrilled that you're a little girl... I worry that maybe the tech was wrong... and you're actually a bouncing baby boy. Not that a boy wouldn't be amazing as well... but to go all this time and think of you as a little girl. To plan and buy and prepare, would just be depressing to find out they were wrong.
3 weeks ago, when I started this post, I was apologizing for not having a name for you yet.I was certain that your daddy and I would not be able to agree. I probably shouldn't ever doubt your father. It takes him awhile to warm up to things, but he's pretty great when he comes around. Case in point? Your name. I knew what I wanted to name you before I knew you were a girl. I had this gut instinct that you were a girl, but everyone told me it wouldn't happen and that you were a boy, so I didn't push the name thing. No point arguing for a girl's name if it's a boy. As soon as we found out though, I knew what I wanted to name you... I just didn't know if your daddy would agree. He hesitated. Your name is unique, so I get that he would be uncertain, but it really is perfect for you.
This trimester has been busy, so much has happened! You (and I!) got big these past weeks. I got to start feeling your little movements and, as they got stronger, so did our love for you. Let me tell you little girl, your daddy is already over the moon for you. He loves to put his hand on my belly and feel you kick. In fact, he gets a little annoyed when you aren't kicking and end up yelling "hey baby" and "kick your mama" at you in the hopes that you will get grooving.
I love the way you feel, but girl, I do not love all the things you've done to my body. First off, I'm huge. I know it's a good huge, but holy monkeys girl! Second, the heartburn. Thanks for holding off as long as you did, but this stuff is nasty. Most of all though, I'm just hungry... all.the.time. I can't wait to eat like a normal person again. As in not every 20 minutes. I also can't wait to be able to go more than 45 minutes in a day without peeing. I know none of this is your fault, and that if I had to do it all over again (like when I give you younger siblings) I totally would. Going through all of this is amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Now that we're officially in the home stretch of this pregnancy, I am just getting so excited to meet your little face. I can't wait to see who you look like and hold you in my arms. I also can't wait to see how Zoey reacts to your presence. Already you two play together. I was holding her on my belly the other day, and you kicked her in the leg. Zoey wasn't going to let that go, so she kicked you back. It was so cool to see you two interacting like that. I know you will be close, and that you will love this little dog as much as your daddy and I do. I also know how much she is going to love and look after you.
I can't wait to meet you baby!