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Sunday, Sept. 01, 2002 - 11:29 p.m. - A Letter to the Peep on the Eve of Her Birth
 My Dear Little Peep! Today is the last day I will ever feel you wiggle and kick inside me. I have very mixed feelings about that. On the one hand, I’m so very anxious to meet you, look at your face and hold you in my arms. On the other hand, I sometimes wonder if today is the last day I’ll ever get to feel a little baby moving inside me. While we would love to give you a brother or a sister, we just don’t know if it will be possible. It is because of that, that I treasured this pregnancy with you and especially these last hours. I’ve loved being pregnant with you. All my life I’ve watch pregnant women touch their bellies and talk about the kicks and the movement and have look to the day that I would finally find out what that felt like. I’ll never forget the first movement I felt. Fortunately, your dad just happened to be in the room with me and saw the look on my face. It was as if you had done a flip-flop inside me and I really felt it. My eyes grew big and a smile spread across my face. These last few weeks I’ve grown accustomed to your frequent movement and hiccups, but they haven’t lost their enchantment. Now I find myself a bit teary at the thought that after tonight I won’t ever feel YOU again. After tonight we are no longer bound together physically, and you will start on your own journey in life as an individual. Your daddy and I went out to enjoy a nice dinner together tonight, and we talked about names and how our lives will never be the same after tonight. How after tomorrow, we will no longer be a family of two, but a family of three. We also spent a lot of time talking about what name to give you. I want you to know it is something we’ve considered for a really long time. We wanted to give you a name that you would be proud of and that you would like as you grew. We were really unsure about using a family name as a middle name or simply choosing a name that we really liked. I’ve always liked my name and I hope that you feel the same about yours. We, as your parents, will always think your name is as special as you are. We also spent a lot of time this evening, and many days and evenings since finding out about your imminent arrival, trying to imagine what you might look like. Daddy hopes you get his earlobes (since I don’t have any), his strong teeth, his metabolism and his strength. He wants you to inherit my eyes and eyebrows, my nose, my sweet disposition and my friendly personality. We wonder what color your hair will be since both of us were blondies when we were little, though we both have dark brown hair now. And will you have your daddy’s pin straight hair or will you have the waves like your mommy or perhaps even curls from your two grandpas? No matter who you look like, I’m sure we’ll think a more beautiful little girl was never born. Daddy asked me if I thought I could be objective about your looks when I saw you, but I don’t think any mother can be. I think for a mother, their child is always the most intelligent looking, most beautiful and most perfect child ever born. And I think your daddy will agree with me, although he thinks differently. Your daddy has no idea just how you are going to enchant him in no time. There is no doubt in my mind that you will be Daddy’s Little Girl from day one. Both sets of your grandparents are eagerly anticipating your arrival too. You are lucky that your Oma and Opa will be right there to meet you, but your Grandma and Grandpa in Florida aren’t able to be here but will be eagerly awaiting our phone call and your first picture too, as are all your aunts and uncles, both near and far! Your cousins Kyle and Kurt are so excited about meeting their first cousin that I wonder if they’ll sleep at all tonight. I’m sure that you’ll have many fun times together with them in the years to come. Our little Peep, we are so eager to meet you and have so many hopes and dreams for you, but mostly we just want you to be healthy and happy. We hope that with this journal you might one day understand just how very, very much you were wanted and loved before you even took your first breath. For now little one, good night. Tomorrow is a big day for all of us! We love you! Love your Mommy and Daddy  One last picture of me with my big belly. Today I’m exactly 39 weeks.
And this is the cradle the baby will be sleeping in at first.
Our final list results of what we wanted to get done before tomorrow, I think we did pretty well: • • Only 8 more hours!
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