Last night I met you. I met you in my dreams. You were absolutely beautiful! You had your father's big brown eyes and long dark eyelashes. Your head was full of dark hair. You had the world's cutest smile. I was holding you and felt lost for a split second because I wanted to make sure I was doing everything perfectly. But then it just felt... right. Then all of a sudden you were crawling! You were crawling! I said "oh wait wait come back here... what happened to sleeping a lot and cuddling!" This already is a fear of mine. A fear that you will grow up way too fast. I guess that is more of a reason to take a million pictures of you, my baby. We called you Olivia. I am so excited to meet you in THIS world but feel free to meet me in my dreams until then.
Love,
Mom
(Oh my gosh... I will be called mom soon!)
I told you it was a girl...:-)
ReplyDeleteWrite this in the journal I gave you. In your hand writing the old fashion way.
YLAD
Please don't name your son Olivia...I think he will get made fun of.
ReplyDeleteThis post is so sweet. I can't wait till you're a mom!
That was precious. It is neat to hear your dreams. Yes , please don't name your son Olivia. I don;t think he would like it later in his life.
ReplyDeleteLove you, Mom