Tomorrow you will be born. Â Such a simple sentence and yet its taken me nine whole months to be able to say it. Â For nine months, your Daddy and I have been watching you grow inside my belly. Â When we first found out we would be your parents, I walked around for months asking if I looked pregnant. Â I wanted everyone to know that you were growing inside of me. Â And then one day, you just popped right out and my belly was suddenly big – you grew overnight! Â For months after that you got bigger and bigger – and so did I!
Sometimes, your Daddy and I would lay on our couch at night waiting for you to kick. Â You always kicked a lot right after dinner. Â Sometimes you would kick just a little and I’d squeal and put your Daddy’s hand on my belly and make him wait for 20 more minutes until you kicked again. Â And then sometimes you kicked and squirmed so much that we could see my belly moving around without having to even put our hands on you. Â You would make my belly into all these funny shapes and we would laugh and laugh at you. Â Until you’d move up into my rib cage and that’s what I would have to try to move you because I couldn’t breathe!
I remember there was one day when I was sitting in a meeting at work. Â I was probably six months pregnant with you. Â You were really active that morning for some reason and throughout the meeting, my belly shook and shook. Â I kept trying to hold you still so that you didn’t interrupt the meeting, but you didn’t want to sit still. Â You wanted to move! Â And dance! Â And roll around! Â I got back to my office after the meeting and just laughed and laughed at what a funny sense of humor you already had.
Everyone loves to rub you. Â Complete strangers come up to give your little head a good rub. Â Friends and family just want to put their hands on you. Â People can’t resist you already! Â And, of course, I am the worst offender. Â Sometimes when I’m by myself, I sit in a chair and just rub you. Â I pretend that you are going to sleep and that I’m helping to relax you. Â Your Daddy loves it when I rub his head, and I can already tell that you are just the same because when I start to rub you, you just settle down and sleep – just like your Daddy!
And do you know why I am able to rub your head? Â Because you are in the wrong position, silly! Â You are supposed to have your head down, but you wanted to sit straight up in my belly. Â You’re doing just as I hope you will for the rest of your life – taking it all in. Â Checking it all out. Â That curiosity is one of the greatest characteristics a person can have.
Tomorrow is your birth day. Â You will come into this world and in an instant you will change our lives. Â For the past few weeks as this day has come closer and closer, your Daddy and I have stayed up late into the night talking about how excited we are to meet you and how wonderful our lives will be when you are finally here. Â But I have to tell you a little secret… Â I’m going to miss you being in my belly. Â I haven’t really loved being pregnant. Â Its hard and strange and exhausting. Â Remember that one day when your wife is pregnant with your babies. Â But I will miss you being in my belly. Â No matter how uncomfortable it might have been at times, I have loved you being a part of me. Â I love being alone in my car and feeling your little feet poke me. Â I love waking up in the middle of the night because I can feel you hiccuping. Â I just like knowing that you are with me. Â And I’m going to miss that after tomorrow.
I haven’t even met you yet, Michael, and I know that I would do this all over again 1,000 times a day if it meant I’d get to meet you tomorrow. Â That’s how special you are to me.
So on this day before my world changes, I just want you to know how excited I am to meet you tomorrow. Â You are already the greatest thing that has ever happened to your Daddy and me.