I've toyed with the idea of writing you a letter whilst you still form in my womb, but the magintued of creating you has left me rather speechless.
You will soon arrive, and I am expecting you to be full of spirit. If your movements are anything to go by I just know you will keep me running!
I'm nervous my sweet boy. Worried if I will be a good enough mother to be able to raise you into a great man. The responsibility weighs heavy on my heart. I want to teach you about love and kindness. About how to be gentle but strong. How to find what drives you and encourage you to do what you love. How to be head strong but not arrogant. How to care for people without taking over. How to say that something is wrong and help you to fix it. Above all, how to get up when you fall down.
This world, my little man, is great and vast. Endless opportunities await you. I hope you hold my hand and take me with you.
My greatest hope is that you will love yourself and figure out who you are. To find comfort in all the unique things that make you, you!
I can't wait to meet you and kiss those cheeks for the rest of my days! (Even when you're 16 and too embarrassed!)
All my love,
Ps your father is SO excited to meet you. He calls you "his boy" and tells me he is not nervous at all about becoming a dad. He talks about wanting to show you the world and providing the best life he can for you. You are so loved!