The Christmas Eve Closet Adventure 

Hey little guy!

It’s been pretty quiet for the last several weeks, just preparing for you and getting the house ready. You are 29 weeks and 6 days old now, and will be here in 71 days! We’ve been wishing we could see you- but the doctor won’t give us anymore sonograms. It’s been 9 weeks since we saw you, but I feel you kicking and punching all the time! In the mornings around 5:20am I always wake up, move over toward mom, and put my hand on her tummy so I can feel you. You prefer to have your daily dance party at that time. 

Your Grandma and Grandpa got here Thursday for Christmas. We haven’t seen them since April, and it’s really nice to have them around. We planned a big surprise for their wedding anniversary… a 4D sonogram! They had never heard of one, so we knew it would really be a treat. 

You behaved really well and the images came out AWESOME! Here you are at 29 weeks! You were smiling really cute, and you have my eyebrows! 


Grandma and Grandpa were so excited to see you, and I melted when I saw your face for the first time. 

Today, Christmas Eve, your Grandpa and I got up really early and went to work on your closet in your bedroom. You’ll always remember the closet being amazing, but I wanted you to know that we built it just for you. Here’s a before photo from right when we started: 


Here’s Grandpa cutting your shelves out in the driveway: 


Here’s your daddy and Grandpa working on your first closet: 


And here’s the after photo- all done! 


As you can see there is a tiny clothes rod just a few feet off the ground so you can waddle up when you get old enough and hang up your own clothes like a good boy. We still have to paint it all, but it’s amazing! You’ll be able to fit tons of baseball gear, toys, books, musical instruments, or whatever your little heart desires. 

Everyone is really excited and full of love for you little man. You better not be a little jerk! Haha. 

Merry Christmas Son, 

Dad 
(Here’s a great bonus pic of Grandpa)

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Me and you kid. 

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. 

Love, 

Dad 

Babies Big Adventure! 

Dear Baby Boy, 

What a day! We have taken you all over the Tampa Bay Area today.. all in a pursuit of building you the perfect little nursery. I’ve found that the bigger you get, the more I think about you. No matter what your mom is wearing you are visible now- and you are one handsome little bump! 


In case you are wondering what all the ruckus was today- here’s where I took you: First, we started out at around 9am and headed to Buy Buy Baby in Brandon. It was a long drive out there and we didn’t find anything suitable for our little studs bedroom. So we turned around and came back. 

After Buy Buy Baby we headed to Rooms to Go Kids and struck out- then Home Depot. We found the perfect little ceiling fan for our little man. I made sure it wasn’t something a stinky girl would like. It’s all man fan. 

Midway through the fan search you started getting hungry- and your momma strarted losing steam. So I took her to a nice outdoor lunch at Brick House, a really cool place I hope to take you someday. We can hang out and watch some football one Sunday. I think I’ll wait until you stop thinking girls have cooties though. Here a photo of lunch: 


After you and mom were fed and watered we headed back out on the trail. Our next stop was Babies R Us. We had a huge score and found your nursery chair!! You got a really cool grey glider that you and your mom will spend lots of time in. But once you outgrow it I’m claiming it! Dad has dibs! 


We found a crib that we really liked also at Babies R Us- but we ultimately decided this really cool one we could special order from Target was better for you. I’ve decided your crib is my Gettysburg, the one battle I’m sticking to. I want to make sure that you have a super cool crib that will ultimately turn into your bed. I figure you’ll have it until you are like 10, so it’s got to be perfect. 

We went to Target to order the crib next. Disaster! The crib was not the same color as it was online! It didn’t match your room at all. We aborted the mission. And your mom was POOPED. 

Next stop, home. My beautiful mom-to-be took a wonderful 2 hour nap. As she snored on the couch I mopped the floors, wrote a play, and painted the living room walls. Just kidding- I slept also. 

When we woke up it was back to the grind. We hustled back to Babies R Us and ordered your crib. It’s awesome. It’s slate colored wood with a flat back. It looks like I built it from pallets, and it will covert into a really cool bed when you get old enough. 

We then headed to Homegoods to see if there was anything for your walls, and found an amazingly perfect deer for above your crib. 


After Homegoods, dinner time! We tried a Mexican place called “Besito” at Westshore mall. Your parents are Mexican food snobs since we are from California. Your mom grew up 13 miles from the Mexican border, and we love Mexican food. Besito was amazing. Tonight you dined on umbilical cord deconstructed pollo flautas, mother triple filtered steak fajitas, and some awesome beans and rice. 


The service and food was so good that I told the server while pointing at moms stomach “my little boy in there isn’t even born yet and I think this is already his favorite Mexican spot.” She brought us a cute little gift with the check, Mexican Worry Dolls. She said if we place them under our pillow tonight that all of our worries will disappear. She gave us a man doll, a woman doll, and then a BABY doll!  


Anyway- we are home now. You’ve had a long, long day- but your nursery came a really long way. Fan, crib, dresser, chair, decorations; you have the nicest room in be house son! 

Exactly how it should be.

I sure love you kiddo. Hurry up would ya? Mom and I are going to explode with all this love and excitement. 

Love, 

Dad 
Here’s some stuff for your room so far: 


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Your first bedtime story 

Hello Lil’ Man,

You are 20 weeks and 1 day as of today, halfway to being born! You are the size of a banana, and weigh about 8.5 ounces according to the websites we read. You recently got taste buds. 

I worked yesterday, so it wasn’t a full weekend of posting notes to you. Today I took mom (and you by proxy) to breakfast at Cracker Barrel, then to a craft fair in Safety Harbor. I’ve never seen so many people crammed into a tiny place before. It was a little stressful because I was trying to guard moms tummy so no one bumped you, and mom thinks she is invincible. She just walks right through crowds and darts in between people. 

I guess I’m over protective. But you are precious cargo! 

We just laid down to bed a little bit ago, and I asked, actually more like told your momma that I wanted to read you a story tonight. I have no idea what you think when I try to talk to you, but hopefully you can hear me and know my voice already. 

Anyway, I went to your room, (yeah man! You have a room!) and I grabbed a book called Good Morning, Good Night. I snuggled up real close to moms tummy and put my mouth/face a few inches away from you. I opened the book and began, “arble-garble-mummph-aff-blarb-tarff.” 

Just kidding! I read you the story. But I like to imagine all you hear is nonsense in there. 

Anyway- it was nice to read to you. I hope you could hear me and enjoyed it too. 

Love you kiddo, 

Dad 

Moms working on your bedroom. 

It’s Sunday. Moms making a window treatment for your bedroom window. She is staining a piece of wood, then we are going to add hooks and mount it above your window to hang your curtains. 

Your dad is marinating wings and getting ready for football. I just fixed the light switch in your room and worked on your floor a little bit. 

If you wonder what all the yelling is today around 4pm, the Chargers are playing the Raiders. 

This is your parents on Sunday- 4 months before you were born. Just preparing for you, daydreaming about you, and counting the days until you get here. 147 to be exact. 

We love you little dude. 

Dad 

Your first piece of furniture! 

Dear Little Fellar, 

What a day! Shew! Your mom and I started out super early this morning on “The Great Dresser Adventure.” Mom had a place lined up that had lots of antique dressers posted, and we drove out to Clearwater to pick one up. It turned out that the guy pulled a “swoop and swat” meaning that he posted a photo of a dresser he didn’t have to make people drive all the way there- only to try and sell them another product when they got there. Car dealers do this a lot – they advertise a super cheap car, then when you get to the dealership it’s magically sold. 

After that place was a bust your mom and I pulled over and started looking online. We ended up finding your dresser waaaaaaay out in Hudson. It was made by the company Kline, that eventually became Ethan Allen. It’s a numbered piece, the 17th one ever made. Don’t trash it! 

Here’s a photo of the dresser when we picked it up: 


But your mom had a plan. You’ll never see the dresser like this! She had lined up a custom furniture guy- and immediately after picking it up we drove it to him. He worked some magic on it- and when we picked it up it looked like this: 


That’s it! Your first piece of furniture! Custom! All yours! And here are your first 3 stuffed animals Milton, Sunshine Bear, and Elephant on it! 

Love you squirt, 

Dad 

“Aaaaaaaaa shuooooooop!” 

Good morning kiddo! 

Your momma has been going through some subtle changes as she grows you in her tummy. It’s pretty awesome to watch. She is just about the cutest she has ever been. Whatever chemicals you are making moms body produce are making her absolutley adorable. 

Its 6:30am on Saturday morning and I was sitting on the couch. Your mom was still in bed with the bedroom door shut. Suddenly I hear  “Haaaaaaaaaaaaa schteupppppppppppp!!!”from the depths of the bedroom. Your mom is awake! 

I got up from the couch and headed to the bedroom. Just as my hand hit the door handle it opened from the inside and your mom was standing there. 

It can’t be verified- but I believe your mom just SNEEZED HERSELF AWAKE!!!

Here are some interesting exchanges from this morning:

Me: What do you want to do today? Do you want to take the boat out? 

Your mom: Ummmm… you want to get a dresser?

Me: You want to get a pedi today? You need some pampering. 

Your mom: Ohhhh a dresser with a mirror!

Me: Do you want to go to the outlets and get some stuff? 

Your mom: What? Outlets? Shopping? No. 

On some show on TV they just sold a $1000 cigar- 

Me: Honey what would you do if someone gave you a $1000 cigar to smoke? 

Your mom: I’d sell it. And get a dresser. 

Mom scrolls frantically through her cell phone then states, “ok- this place, has.. a lot of… dressers.” 

Mom: Usually cribs have to be ordered. That’s just how it goes.”

Mom: Now let’s look at cribs on Wayfair!

Singing *Wayfair you got just what I need!* 

Me: Are you going to take me to do anything fun today? 

Mom: Sure! Let’s go bowling! 

Me: I want to go to Nickies for breakfast.

Mom: Okay! Let’s go! (The fastest she has ever made a decision in 5 years) 

Mom: This gray crib isn’t dark enough for you? 

Me: I don’t know it’s kind of light for a boy. I think the difference between a girlie crib and a boy crib is a shade of gray. (Very philosophical this morning) 

**Now I am in the bathroom, and I just received texts. One is a photo of a gray crib. The second text says “see, it can be a boy crib!”**

Mom: Is there a Hobby Lobby around here? 

Me: If you take me to Hobby Lobby I will end up with a remote control plane. 

Mom: Look! This moose head is $25! At Hobby Lobby! 

Me: Are you hungry? 

Mom: Yes. Yes I am. 

Okay son- time to get you and mom fed and watered. Heading out. You’ll be 19 weeks tomorrow! Almost halfway there!

Enjoy breakfast and our errands today. Mom Moving around all day should make it nice and cozy for you in there.

Also thought of a name for you yesterday mom and I really like… 

Love you little dude, 

Dad 

Your mom, Trollis, and Deception 

We just finished dinner. Your mom put her plate away, then grabbed Trolli Gummy Worms. She looked at me and asked, “would you like a Trolli?” 

I replied, “no thank you.” 

She then tossed the bag over at me and said “don’t let me eat anymore!” I said sure. 

Then I looked over at the table near her and spotted this: 


She had a Trolli ration stash! What the heck!?? Your mom is ridiculous. 

Love, 

Dad 

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Dear little Dude,

I just got home from work and your mom has piles and piles of new clothes for you! You have nicer duds than me dude! Jamie is SO EXCITED, and posed for all these photos. 

I don’t even think you can wear all this stuff before you grow out of it! 

I just talked to you in the tummy. I wonder what you heard. Probably something like “arble-garble-rabble-rabble-rargh.” That translates to “I love you son.” 

Baby Bump – 18 Weeks! 

Well little Fella- here you are. You’ve been hitching a ride in your momma for 18 weeks now. This is the first time she has sent me a bump pic on her own. 

You are the size of a sweet potato, and the websites I read say that you can hear me now, so I’m gonna start pestering your mom to let me talk into her belly more. 

Come on son! Hurry up!