Dear Baby

Just a little over 16 hours ago, your Daddy and I were nervously waiting in the doctor's office. Two weeks after taking the test that told us we were to become parents, we were back for an ultrasound that would reveal if you had a hearbeat and if all was well with you. You should know that your Mama is a worrier by nature - so for the last several days my nerves have been stretched tight as I wonder if you were okay, if your heartbeat would be there. It seems, dear baby, that I have already fallen head over heels in love with you.

At 4:45, the techinican called us back to the exam room. Mama shimmied onto the table and prepared for the ultrasound. The technican dimmed the lights, started the machine, and Daddy and I waited with bated breathe. Then the technican turned the monitor towards us and said "There's your baby's heartbeat!".

It was the most beautiful sight that I have ever seen. In that single moment, I realized that all that I've accomplished - 2 college degrees, a successful career, a loving marriage, and the home that Daddy and I are building - is nothing compared to you. According to the measurements on the ultrasound, you are 7 weeks old today....and that Daddy and I can expect to meet you sometime around the 2nd week of March.

I am waiting for that day!

Love,

Mama