The Countdown Is On

Dear Cold November,

Your Daddy, your big sister and I can't wait to meet you. We loved seeing your fat little cheeks at the Fetal Assessment yesterday. I don't mean to rush you, but Mama is ready when you are. Whenever you're ready, buddy, use those pointy little elbows and knees and bust yourself on out of there. (And if you're not ready until February 9th, that's okay, too. Dr. Robinson will come in and get you through the emergency exit.)

Love,

Mama

PS - The pictures are me, you and your big sister Tally. You've been cooking in Mama's belly for 37 weeks at this point, and right after these pictures Mama was sent to bedrest until your big arrival.

PPS - I'm not sure what's cookin' in your sister's belly, but we match. I wonder if you're going to be brown like your sister? Will you love boppli? Will you prefer your fur brothers to Mama & Daddy? Only time will tell, I suppose.....