Dear Little Sweet Pea,
The other day, we got to see you on ultrasound again. For no reason other than our doctor said "why not?" since the last time we got to see you was at 19 weeks. And who am I to turn down an opportunity to see you and how much you've grown? Your big brother came with us to the ultrasound and was pretty fascinated by "the baby" on the television screen. He kept saying you were crying, although it looked more like you were sleeping with the odd yawn. We only got a quick glimpse of your face as you had your back to us for the most part. I had to lay on my side for most of the ultrasound since I cannot lay on my back at all without getting short of breath and dizzy to the point where I feel like I'm about to faint.
Your daddy and I wonder everyday what you will look like...will you have white blond hair like your brother? Or will you have red hair like your aunty and cousin? I always imagined I'd have a little red-headed girl one day. Red does run in both sides of the family, so it's not a total long-shot!
This pregnancy is going so much quicker with you than it did with your brother. I'm sure this is because of a few different reasons (the timing of your birth - Christmas always sneaks up on you!, and the fact that I spend the majority of my day running around after your brother), but I still can't believe that I will finally get to meet you in less than 8 weeks now. And as uncomfortable as I am these days, I hope you stay in there until your delivery date!
Seven and a half more weeks, Sweet Pea, seven and a half more weeks. I already love you more than you could ever know.