Dear Baby Zwei,
Things are getting real around here, kiddo. My belly is resembling
that of a 40 year old male who drinks a little too much beer.
Translation: while I am not yet wearing full blown maternity gear, I
am no longer able to totally button my pants either. Oh, this is going
to be so fun!!
Truth, baby: I am still slightly terrified. But the scale is starting
to sway more towards excitement now. We had our first prenatal
appointment with Dr. Kim two weeks ago. Your dad and brother came
along. Brother. I was never sure if Beck would BE. A brother. Amazing.
Anyway, the appointment went very well. My doctor was very calm about
the whole thing. She said we would monitor your size closely (since
your brother was a big one) and make decisions accordingly. It was
exactly what I needed to hear and was a big mental and emotional
relief.
We took your first photo. Always mind-blowing to think that little
blobby will be a person soon. We saw your little heart thumping away
at 178 bpm.
Our close family all knows now. We definitely dropped some jaws. :)
But in a good way. We originally had our parents all convinced that
they would have to be satisfied with grand-dogs so the fact that they
will soon have 2 grand kids really surprised them.
I know that this will be harder than I can even possibly imagine. But
I also know that it will all be worth it. I cannot wait to watch you
grow up with your brother. For now, I will have to settle for watching
my belly grow. And grow, it shall.
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