I’ve had my eye out for months now for a stylin’ onesie with Dino feet! We found one!
Mom and I were on opposite sides of the rack. She said, “honey- look!” And held up a onesie just as I was. We both had the same Dino suit!
You got one!
Your da-da is wiped out. A super long week at work training a ton of new hires and working late every day has me feeling wrecked. As a result my stomach has been hurting and I’m just.. tired.
Your mom just got home and joined me on the couch. Then this:
Me: I’m just wiped out. And I feel sick.
Jamie: My tummy kind of hurts.
Me: What? You can’t just steal my sickness! I’m the one who feels nauseous!
Jamie: Well, it could just be because I ate too much pizza way too fast.
Riddle solved. Great mystery over. Too much pizza.. too fast.
Hey little guy. Mom told me I don’t get to see you this Thursday when we go in for Doctor appointment.
A few minutes ago I called moms doctor and asked how to get a sonogram at the appointment. The woman said insurance wouldn’t cover it- and it was too expensive for them to feel comfortable billing me for the elective sonogram.
I spent a few minutes begging her to let me pay anyway- just want to see you.
After we got off the phone I realized my eyes were a little wet.
Frustrated- but guess it just shows how much I already love you.
Mom told me to chill out- it’s time to just let you relax and grow.
Dear Little Guy,
Today is huge. As of this morning you are 6 months old. You’ve been growing for 24 weeks now, and will be in this world in 16 weeks or less. The apps say that you now have lungs that could work on their own, your brain now processes conscious thoughts, and you have memory.
You are thinking. You are hearing. You are reacting to stimuli. You are a little person. You exist.
Mom and I are so ready for you to join our lives little buddy. We spend most of our free time wandering Baby stores, searching for perfect little things to add to your room, talking about the future, or wondering aloud about you.
Time moves much faster now. It’s been well over 4 months since I’ve had a beer- and it seems like it’s only been a few weeks. The countdown to your birthday on the kitchen wall used to say 200 days.. now it says 113. 87 days passed in a matter of hours.
Everywhere I go I see babies. I never used to look at babies. When a stroller went by I never thought to look inside. When people brought their babies to work I never understood the hype. Babies all kind of looked alike- like little angry old men who don’t move or say much.
It’s all changed. My son is coming. You. Now the days at work all run together, and the only time that matters is when mom and you are around. You kicking my head from inside moms tummy is more meaningful than breaking a record at work.
I find myself daydreaming about how life will be once you get here. What happens if you poop while in the bathtub? Will you like baseball or football more? Will you be a Chargers fan like dad, or a Bucs fan since all you’ll know is Tampa? Will you be going to school in Tampa- or will we move again someday? When do I put the stroller together?
I just can’t get my mind around all these changes. I can’t understand how I could feel so proud. You haven’t even done anything and I brag about you all day. I look at pictures of mom 35 times a day; first looking at how beautiful and alive she looks, then staring at her tummy and wondering what you are doing in there.
So many changes. So much excitement. So much pride. So much love.
You gotta hurry up little dude. Your mom and I are going crazy.
Hello Baby Boy!
You’ll be here in 119 days! This week I started being able to feel you kick if I put my head on moms tummy. It’s pretty incredible- sometimes it sounds like you are knocking on a tiny door, other times it sounds like you dropped a water balloon. You’re in there! And moving more than ever!
Well son- your nursery is done, your dresser is full of brand new clothes, your stroller is sitting in the dining room, and I think we’ve got everything ready. So now… we wait. And wait. And wait. Come on dude!
Since we are done getting ready for you for now, I’m more focused on getting mom taken care of now. You would be amazed how many clothes your momma wears in a week! She has tons of maternity clothes- but each morning before work she can’t find anything to wear.
I try to get out of the shower and out of the bathroom/bedroom before she gets done drying her hair. Things get a little touch-and-go after that, because she gets kind of upset sometimes when her clothes don’t fit.
Last week I was in there twice when she got to the clothes picking stage. I got to see first hand what she goes through while trying to get ready, and I didn’t like it. You see son, your dad works really hard. I went to school for my Bachelors Degree in Management, then went back for my Masters Degree. I have an MBA now. Also, I was recruited by the company I work at and your mom and I moved across the country, leaving all of our friends and family in San Diego so that we could be successful in Tampa.
After all of this effort and sacrifice in pursuit of an amazing life- it drives me CRAZY that your mom has nothing to wear. As hard as I work I think your mom should have 3 closets full of clothes, a nice car, and anything that her little heart desires. (Within reason.)
So when I saw that she was so upset trying to get dressed I made a decision- time for a shopping spree.
Yesterday I took you and your momma to the Orlando Outlets and Motherhood Maternity. We set up shop in the dressing room, and I helped her try on at least 50 different items. She looked ADORABLE. We got her so much cool stuff! We also got her lots of comfortable flat shoes so her feet won’t hurt so bad.
Mom spent so much time getting ready for you that we forgot to take care of her. Not anymore! She’s all set!
I love you both so much. It blows my mind every day that my kid, my son, my little dude- is inside the person I love more than anyone in the world. There have been so many days where I have looked at your mom, my wife, and thought “I couldn’t possibly love you more.”
That wasn’t true. Now that you’re in there I definitely love her even more. Sometimes I feel like my heart or my head might explode- just so excited and proud. You better be ready to kick butt in life buddy, no pressure. Haha.
See you in March little guy.