May 31, 2013

Dear Baby,

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I'm pretty organized (ok, that's an understatement) and I really enjoy little techy things that make life easy. For example, your dad sometimes has to pry my iPhone from my hands because I'm always checking in, playing Blitz, uploading to Instagram, or finding a taxi card. I also love all the cool apps on the iPad like Jamie Oliver's cookbook, the magazine stand, IMDB to see what new movies are out, and JetSetter to get ideas for our next vacation. I just downloaded a new app called Sprout.  You guessed it: so I can keep track of you, all the doctor visits, stuff to buy, and things to do to get ready for your arrival. Apparently your heart is already beating, at about 100 beats per minute. You're just the size of a pea, you don't have a face or hands yet, and I'm pretty sure you still closely ressemble a pig embryo.  How crazy is that?  Anyway, I'll be hooked on this new app, but your dad is happy to just read Yahoo! news and beat me in Words. 

Lots of love (LOL from your dad),

Mama

May 25, 2013

Dear Baby,

You are going to be world traveller at a very young age.  We're already taking you on your first journey:  a weekend in Tokyo for a belated birthday celebration.  Luckily you don't require any luggage; you're just a microscopic stowaway going along for the ride.  Some day your dad and I will show you (and probably bore you) with all of our travel photos and stories, and we're certain that you'll start making your own travel history very soon. You're going to be a passport-toting international traveler long before you can walk, talk, or hold a camera!  I hope you enjoy the thrills and wonders of new places as much as we do!  Oh, and do us a favor:  learn as many different languages as possible so that when we retire you can be our global travel guide.

Love you,

Mama

P.S. - Remember how I said I'd make mistakes along the way?  Here's #1: eating loads of sushi all weekend long. Actually, I'm confident there was no risk, and how could I pass up top-notch sushi in Tokyo?  Some day you'll understand...

May 21, 2013

Dear Baby,

I've just discovered that you exist.  A shiver went through me as I realized my life would no longer be the same with your new life just beginning.  My mind knows that you are just a collection of rapidly dividing cells, not larger than the width of a dime, but my soul feels like you contain the beauty of the entire universe.  You are indeed a miracle, my miracle, your father's miracle.  You can't possibly know how much we already love you, and how curious we already are about you.  Your dad even asked, "When do we know how healthy the baby is?"  We are going to think about you, worry about you, wonder about you, and learn everything we can about you each and every day.  You don't know it, but we are already talking to you and hoping that you'll feel as happy to be  our child as we already are being your parents.  I promise that we will do our best to take care of you, be there for you, and help you grow into the amazing person you are meant to be; of course we will make mistakes and we hope you'll forgive us.  We realize this is just the beginning, and you're still our little secret, but we are thrilled beyond description about you and all the changes coming our way.

All my love,

Mama