Dear Babygirl, You have arrived. (!!!!!!!!!!!!) And it’s about time, girlfriend. Sunday, May 6th I stepped out of the shower around lunchtime and realized that your swimming pool had sprung a leak. You threw that water over the edge for several straight hours, until Daddy and I finally checked into the hospital late that afternoon. […]
Dear Babygirl, You’re late. I’m trying not to obsess over it. Your lateness. I’m trying really, really hard. But everyone else is having their babies and darnit why won’t you come out and play! My birthday is in April. Your Daddy’s birthday is in April. Your birthday…will not be in April. You are gonna be […]
Dear Babygirl, I was talking to one of your grandmas yesterday and, without really thinking, mentioned how you have blonde hair and blue eyes. I don’t know this, of course, but it just kind of makes sense. Your Daddy and I are both blonde and blue, why wouldn’t you be? Your grandma politely reminded me […]
Next up in the Dear Babygirl series? My own Mama. When I asked her what she would say to Babygirl, her first grandchild, she wrote the following: Dear Granddaughter (for now, we call you Babygirl), You’re due to be born in a few weeks and I’ve been thinking a lot about the memories that you’ll […]
Dear Babygirl, So, my feet have morphed into unrecognizable rectangles lately. We’ve discussed this. It’s common knowledge in this household that your mama is retaining water like a champ. It’s no big deal, really. If that’s the worst of my concerns I think I’m doing ok. Anyway, last night, as your Daddy and I were […]
Dear Babygirl, Remember when I told you the dream that Daddy had about you the other day? The one where you spoke your first word at a genius-level age of 3 months old and that that first word wasn’t just Dada or doggie, but rigamarole? Hehee. It still makes me laugh. Well, I had a […]
Dear Babygirl, This morning, while we were eating breakfast, your Daddy said that he had a dream about you. “You did?” I said. “That’s fun. What was it about?” “It was about how she started talking really early. Like, at three months old.” he replied. I had walked into the other room, I think to […]
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