Well, Baby Bugatti, the room isn't done... or started... but my head is spinning with ideas and I'm collecting storage boxes. Just wanted you to know that I am excited for waking up sick, swollen ankles, crazy cravings, wild mood swings, feeling fat and an outtie belly button. I'm looking forward to a long, painful delivery and my first over-night at the hospital. I just can't wait to see what these Braxton Hicks and contractions feel like. Can't wait for our 2am feeding parties! Afterall, I don't really NEED sleep. Nothing would make me happier than changing your dirty diaper, cleaning your messy face and spot cleaning breast-milk spit up off my clothes. Right now, it's just way too easy to go anywhere. If only I could pack around a car seat, stroller, diaper bag, toys, treats and bottles.
But, mostly, I can't wait to know you're growing.
I love you, baby, and even if I complain, I always will.
Every little bit of you, every little thing.
~mommy
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