A Foot

Dear Deedle,

Hi little one.

This morning, I woke up early.

I sat in bed and watched the sun come up over the trees.

You were awake too...

stretching, dancing, rolling around.

I could see you making bumps and waves on the outside of my belly.

We talked.

I poked you back.

Sang you a song and said a little prayer.

You had your big check-up last week.

It was so amazing.

Everything is just right.

They surprised us with a 3D peak at you.

We had never seen an ultrasound like that.

Your little mouth and nose look just like your big sister's.

That little pout is the one she makes when she is asleep.

Her mouth doesn't relax like that very often, otherwise.

You also have a nice sized head.

It was measuring almost 2 weeks ahead of schedule.

The rest of you was right on track or a few days behind.

There is your little foot and toes.

You spent sometime using my bladder as a trampoline.

Those exact words of the ultrasound technician.

No wonder I always running to the bathroom.

Grow grow grow little one.

And move that head south, feet north...kay?

Love you tons and tons.

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