Monday, May 4, 2009

Dear Baby,

I will give you all the money in our bank account (with which you could probably treat your friends to lunch), a back massage, chocolate, and anything else your heart desires if you will please show up today. Or even tonight. I know you want to come because you keep kicking me in the ribs and somehow in my back...no need to be polite, please just show up. Last night in a flurry of four letter words your dad set up what he calls your "baby condo." It's ready for you. Just come.

In the mean time I'll be chewing on ice all day long while your dad tells me that chewing on ice is the most annoying sound in the world.

I'm begging you.

6 comments:

diana said...

Wouldn't early be beautiful?

I'm wishing too. . .

JENNIE! said...

feeling for you holly!! make sure you are chewing on "sonic ice"... it some how eases the pain a little.

leah said...

I was going through the same exact thing last year at this time. I felt miserably pregnant. Sorry, but I am glad that it is you and not me! Good luck.

Jessica =)) said...

Maybe she's waiting for Mothers Day?

Jek said...

Well those last few posts were my entertainment for the night. I wish you were my next door neighbor because then i would see you and laugh ALL the time and have free entertainment. Too bad you live SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO far away, because then we can't hang out. Hospital ice here you come. This is a girl, i know it. I don't even picture a boy at all. I will be 100% shocked if it is a boy!

Jessica =)) said...

HAPPY MOMs DAY!! <3