It's been forever since I've written you a letter, but seeing as there are only about 3 more weeks that we have with you living in my belly, I thought I would let you know how I'm feeling about things.
First of all, thanks for being so good these past few months. As you know, after you moved in, you weren't the best 'guest' for about 4 months - making me sick every day - I was definitely thinking that you would be an only child. But luckily the last 3-4 months have been a piece of cake...until last week.
I got to see you last Monday during an ultrasound. One of the reasons we had the ultrasound was to see if you were growing adequately. Well, wouldn't you know that you're growing just fine - in fact, you're big. You're ABOVE average in weight. Who would have thought that Husband and I could have an ABOVE average in weight child? Last week you were already estimated to be 6lbs 3oz. And that's with 4 weeks to go. So, that's where your new name comes from. You're gigantic and I have a panic attack everytime I think about how you're getting out of the belly. Oh, and you have huge chubby cheeks that kind of look like you're storing nuts in them for winter. Oh, and you look like a boy.
Speaking of what you look like, your Indian Grandmother thinks that you're definitely a girl because you have a fast heartbeat (old wives tale) and because I was sick for the first 4 months (another old wives tale?). Your German Grandmother thinks that you're a boy because I haven't gained weight in my face and apparently boys cause that. Your German Grandfather hopes that you're a boy because he has 2 granddaughters, and your Indian Grandfather has not voiced his opinion - what do you think, dad?
Oh, so I was telling you what else has happened this week - In addition to finding out that you're going to be gigantic, it turns out that you've given me this skin condition where I want to scratch my skin off. That's not so pleasant. But Benadryl has become my best friend, so I think I can make it through the next few weeks.
And when I say a few weeks, I would like for you to hold off coming for atleast 1 week. I have plans scheduled through the 19th, so that would be great. And Gigantor, I'm behind on everything. I still haven't finished my last round of thank you notes. I haven't packed my bag, your bag, set up your crib (mainly because it hasn't arrived), and your father has not pre-registered us at the hospital (well, ok, he did, but unfortunately it was the wrong hospital so he has to do it again - who does that???). My point is that there is a lot to do. Although we did buy a really comfy chair for the balcony outside your room this weekend.
I am looking forward to meeting you, althought Husband and I discussed again last night that we really have no idea what we're getting ourselves into. Not really much we can do about that now! We are growing tomatoes in our yard, so at least we're becoming more domestic - that's a step in the right direction, isn't it?
Here's the most recent picture of us together... ignore the swelling in my feet and legs - apparently that's another side effect from you...
Love,
Your Mom
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