This blog is a 9 month letter to my pregnant wife chronicling my thoughts and feelings pending the arrival of our second child. WARNING: Contains extreme emotion. :o)
Monday, July 30, 2007
32 Weeks 4 days
Thursday will mark my 45th straight work day. So Friday I took off and we are going to the Dells before the baby gets here. I wanted to do something for us that we could enjoy together before our new arrival. We need some fun time together where we don't have to come up with what we want to do around here. Also for the future I was looking at this place to maybe go camping during the summers with the boys. I know how much you like camping and this place looks absolutely AWESOME! Get this. It has a golf cart drive-in movie theatre. How cool is that!? Anyway, I love you and I am constantly thinking about you.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
30 Weeks
Last night I was rubbing your belly and the baby pressed himself against the part of your stomach where I was rubbing and for a few moments there daddy got to rub his unborn babies back. I really enjoyed that. Grayson or Logan or whatever we decide to name you it will be just the right name for you. "I want to rock with you! All night!"
I have been debating letting you post on this blog so it would be a little different from Gavin's blog, but I am still undecided and the weeks are draining by I suppose we will see.
I love you baby!
I have been debating letting you post on this blog so it would be a little different from Gavin's blog, but I am still undecided and the weeks are draining by I suppose we will see.
I love you baby!
Monday, July 02, 2007
28 weeks 4 days
I'm struggling. It has been weeks since I have had a day off and to make matters worse I don't know if we are even going to be able to sit for a state test before this baby is born. God forbid he is born I am really worried. I try not to let you know it, but I know you can tell I am distant and spaced out. Running on autopilot if you will. I am sorry I am not doing better. I just want to make the best life possible for you and I feel my grip on the wheel just slipping. I am praying again. Maybe God has brought me to this point for a reason. I have to depend on him to make it because I can't make it on my own. I can see that now.
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