Dear Deedle

Hi Deedle.

Seems like it has been forever since I wrote you.

The holidays went by with the speed of light...

and here we are, 14 weeks along.

Friday I heard your heartbeat.

 We saw it on the ultrasound a month ago...

but I just realized this morning that was the first time I heard you.

There have been moments where I think I feel you.

They are so fleeting and fast that I just can't be sure.

If that is you...

Hello sweetheart!

If you could, make it last a little bit longer for confirmation.

Last night laying on my stomach, I felt like there was something under me.

I felt around for a sock or a wad of blanket.

Nope... just you.

That was fun.

I giggled and told your daddy.

I had my first day of not getting sick on Friday.

Thanks a lot for that.

Even though I was sick Saturday morning...

it is good to know that a whole day is possible.

More shall be coming down the pipeline, I am sure.

I picked up these little outfits the other day while Eva and I were thrifting.

There is nothing like a gown and a onesie that shouts tiny newborn.

In the basement, there is a tub of clothes.

The unisex newborn goodness that we had for your big sister.

I went through it over the summer and made sure only the good stuff was left.

A big part of me wants to run and add your things to the closet.

Rearrange some drawers and furniture.

Make a place for you.

But you have a place right now...

and you need to stay there quite a bit longer.

So I will wait...

and be content with washing and folding a little gown and a tiny onesie.

Hang tight and wiggle some more.

Love you.