Alright little guy, it’s official. We have everything that we need for your arrival. Your Keekaroo changing pad arrived this afternoon, the changing table is stocked with diapers, wipes, and creams. We put together your travel system and will install your car seat tomorrow. We’ve been playing with your baby monitor for the last few days and the nature white noise from your bouncer has lulled me to sleep the past three nights. Don’t even get me started on your clothes. You have outfits to last you throughout your entire first year.
I’ve even purchased all the not-so-fun postpartum items for myself. Witch hazel, adult diapers (eep!), pads, and aloe are scheduled to arrive over the next couple of days. I even ordered a new package of dates that are said to help prepare the cervix and uterus for labor. Crazy, right?
So yes, it’s safe to say that we’re materialistically prepared for your arrival. You could come tomorrow and we’d have everything that you could possibly need (and then some). Do we feel prepared mentally and emotionally? Well, that’s a different story.
I bounce back and forth between elation and anxiety. As my belly grows bigger (and more uncomfortable) I find myself looking forward to just having you here in my arms. I can’t wait to see what you look like and study the features of your little body. Will you inherit the Filipino nose or the Barut toes? What about your eyes? Will they be the same stormy blue as your dad’s and come with the yellow sunflower-like orb around the pupil? I not-so-secretly hope so.
I think your imminent arrival feels even more real now that our friends greeted their newborn baby girl just a few days ago. It seems like yesterday that we were having dinner with Kim and Steven when they revealed that they were expecting. They had reached eleven weeks and were positively glowing with pride. Your dad and I hadn’t told many people at the time but we knowingly looked at each other before revealing to them that we were also pregnant. Excited screams were shared by all. Being four weeks behind them, it’s crazy to think that you’re coming next!
Your dad and I are anxiously counting down the days until we have you in our arms. We might not know what we’re doing, but we promise to be patient as we all try to navigate this new adventure together.
Featured image taken by the talented Naomi with Flytographer in Maui.