I can't wait for the 2am feedings, the hundred of diapers to change, and the painful breastfeeding. I can't wait for the uncontrollable crying and our endless attempts to figure out how to meet your needs. I can't wait for being deprived of sleep, and the overwhelming boredom that will come when we are stuck inside this winter. I can't wait to feel like I have no clue what I'm doing and the weight of knowing we are solely responsible for your life. I can't wait for the money we will spend and for the structure of our lives to be uprooted. I can't wait to be physically, mentally, and emotionally drained and anticipate pushing myself to a limit that I never have before. I welcome the interruption and embrace all the things that will come with your arrival because your presence in our lives will be worth more than any sacrifice we will have to make. So I will remind myself everyday that this too shall pass and find the special moments when you are sleeping peacefully, or hold our finger, or smile for the first time. Be prepared I'm going to be an emotional mess in the beginning, but daddy will be your rock. We will do whatever we have to do to keep you safe, loved, and protected. You are our baby girl and I want you to know that I knew I loved you before I met you. xoxo
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