10/11/12

Dear Tiny,

You are already a wunderkind. The midwives have been talking about us when we're not there because they can't believe we haven't gone into labor with you yet. I am unclear as to whether you are demonstrating your force of will or exerting your stubbornness. When she was a little kid, your Aunt Kate used to hold her breath until she passed out if she didn't get what she wanted. Let's hope that you are a little less intense, hm?

Love,
Mama

10/10/12

Dear Tiny,

Last night I had a contraction around 4am. I got up and drank some water, ate a banana and told Dad. He was totally unfazed and was back to sleep within two seconds... because you have become known as our little faker.

Tomorrow I'm going to play fun pop music all day and have a dance party on the yoga ball. Maybe the endorphins will convince you the world is a fun place to be? Or if not the endorphins, clearly some Madonna should do the trick.

Love,
Mama

P.S. If you actually come on your due date, you will BLOW OUR MINDS. 10/11/12 would be an awesome birthday. Do it!

10/9/12

Dear Tiny,

I just rode the elevator with a 7-week old baby who was crying his head off. His mom looked a little frazzled but not too bad, which I took to be a good sign.

"Maybe my baby will hear your baby and want to come out," I joked and she laughed.

Maybe?

Love,
Mama

10/8/12

Dear Tiny,

Today is my first day of maternity leave. It is SUPER-weird to not have a job to go to and last night I had a few moments in which I panicked and wanted to plan some things for today... but it's Columbus Day and so much is closed! Dad laughed and said he has no idea what I'm going to do for three months... but we agreed that I will probably be a little busier once you get here.

I'm not sure how I'll feel when you arrive; likely I'll want us to stay home for a while to get situated, but then I imagine I will be very game for taking you out in the world. We have a few different baby carriers and I'm excited to strap you into one so that we can go to the library or on a walk or whatever!

I originally guessed October 8th would be your birthday... I guess we'll see, hmm?

Love,
Mama

10/7/12

Dear Tiny,

It got really chilly last night and today it was cold and rainy. It made me think about your birthday and the weather we should predict for your future birthday parties... depending on what climate we live in, we may want to plan your birthday parties a few weeks in advance so we can do fun things outside.

But then, considering global warming, it will likely stay summer til December by the point we're planning outdoor birthday parties for you and your friends. Sigh.

Love,
Mama

10/6/12

Dear Tiny,

Tonight Dad and I ordered take-out from the grill down the street and a moment after we hit the "order" button, I realized I didn't actually want what I ordered. It was too late to change it and I ended up in a angry with myself, which led to a mixture of crying and laughing because I felt so ridiculous. Hormones! We laughed about it for a long time and then when Dad went to get our food he brought me flowers to cheer me up.

He's my best friend and I'm very happy that you will be a mixture of the two of us!

Love,
Mama

10/5/12

Dear Tiny,

Well we made it to the New Yorker Festival! When I bought tickets last month I was really doubtful that I would be able to use them, but I was so happy to sit through a couple events last night and listen to world-famous authors discuss their fiction. Maybe you were itching to hear some author-speak too and wanted to hang around in utero to make it work?

Every year these events inspire me to write and last night was no exception. Dad and I were talking the other night about all of the different things that might inspire you in the world -- will you be really into chess? Painting? Writing? Fishing? Running? Whatever it is, we're here to support you... and no doubt we'll have plenty of opportunities to expose you to different things as we travel and see the world together.

Technically I have one more event to attend tomorrow (a famous surgeon will be giving a lecture about failure!), so if you'd like to hang around for him, then let's do it.

Love,
Mama

10/4/12

Dear Tiny,

Do you think Ollie and Oscar know about you? Sometimes I think they do. Ollie loves to sit on my bump (though he's a little bit of an airhead, so he might just think I've eaten 1,000 cheeseburgers), but you like to kick him when he's sitting there.

A couple of days ago they started REALLY misbehaving! Ollie sneaks up to the bassinet while we're sleeping and jumps in (which means I wake up and throw him out) and Oscar has started jumping into the crib in your room. It's so weird because they're normally really well-behaved... so of course I assumed they knew I was about to go into labor.

Turns out they might just be acting like jerks. (Unless you know something I don't?)

Love,
Mama

10/3/12

Dear Tiny,

I thought I'd say a couple words about your godmothers, Sarah and Sarah. You are ONE LUCKY KID, dude. The Sarahs are friends of mine from Muhlenberg (and now Dad's friends too) and are both professors at a university. They are super-smart, super well-read and genuinely curious about the world. Over the past nine years since I graduated college, I would always save up my Very Adult Questions about things like loans and taxes and savings accounts for my annual trip to visit them... because as much as you might believe that I have my life together, the Sarahs are NO JOKE.

Godparents are a weird notion, especially since Dad and I are not totally sure what we think about things like religion. I guess a long time ago godparents were designed to make sure a child was raised in a church and were responsible for providing some kind of religious influence on a child's life. That's not the role that my godparents played in my life (and Dad doesn't even know if he has godparents! Ha!), so we felt free to redefine the role when it came to you.

We want you to have a special relationship with the Sarahs; they are YOUR people. As you're growing up, you'll find that you may not want to confide everything in your parents... and you may go through phases of thinking we're the worst. It's important to me that you have solid adult figures in your life (outside of family, of course) who you can reach out to... and the Sarahs are perfect for this.

I'll also mention that every time we visit them, I literally want to adopt them as my own awesome aunts. We do the most fun things, like crafts and going on bike rides and visiting dairy farms and going out to brunch. They like to cook and read and talk about the world. I can't wait unti you're old enough to draw pictures so that we can send them mail... and then when you're old enough to spend a few nights without us, I'm excited to plan a visit so that you can hang out with them alone.

Consider them the first of many wonderful people we'll introduce you to... there are many more, but the Sarahs will always be yours.

Love,
Mama

10/2/12

Dear Tiny,

For the past week or so, your Nana texts me to see how I'm feeling every morning. Friends are posting good wishes on our Facebook walls, emailing me about the dreams they had of you, stopping by my office to see if I'm still here. The anticipation is understandable and Dad and I feel the same way... but it's hard to stay constantly in that place!

We've started watching Homeland at night, a TV show about the CIA and terrorists and national security. It's a good distraction from the impending SITUATION coming down the pike.

I wonder how you're doing in there?

Love,
Mama

10/1/12

Dear Tiny,

Today is Uncle Steve's birthday! He has requested a namesake if you're born today, so if you want to be Little Steve, come on out.

This is my last week of work and though it will be nice to not have to get dressed up and take the subway each morning, I am very appreciative that I've had something to distract me this whole pregnancy. At this point everyone in the office is betting when you'll come... some were surprised to see me this morning because they thought you'd come out this weekend. As of this morning, though, I think you're going to stay in there a bit longer.

I guess we'll see!

Love,
Mama