Dear Baby J,
We are all anxiously awaiting your arrival. I was hoping that I would have made your acquaintance by now but it appears that you have your own schedule. But honestly Baby J, it is time. It's true, we have bonded over the past nine months. You providing sweet little kicks and shoving my stomach up into my chest cavity, me providing you with a cozy little home. I hope you have found your accommodations welcoming and comfortable, but sadly, it's closing time! We are shutting this thing down by Friday. Lights out. Time to head out.
Life isn't so bad out here. You have a lot of love waiting for you. Two older brothers who will reluctantly take you under their wings. A daddy who might as well be a live in party clown, the way he loves to play with his sons. A mama who can't wait to hold and cuddle you, singing you to slumber every night. You'll see. Come out and and you'll see.
I'm waiting for you my sweet baby boy.