It’s currently 8:20 in the morning on a Sunday, exactly one day before you will be born into this universe. Your mother lies next to me, still sleeping and me, feeling her belly, I seem to think that you are sleeping as well.
Two nights ago I laid my face on her tummy and hummed a song to you before lying my finger on her belly button, pressing, and saying, “BEEEP”. You shifted quickly and some part of you bumped hard into my cheek. Your mother said, “The baby just slapped you!”
I kiss you and think, “You’re right there. You’re right there.” I lie my hand on you; your hand, your back, your head; and I wonder what you’ll look like; blonde hair, red hair, black hair; blues eyes, brown eyes, hazel? Will you strongly resemble Rory and Quinn as they strongly resemble one another or will you stand out all on your own?
There is nothing in this world like the anticipation of a parent wanting to meet their child for the first time and these days just cannot seem to pass fast enough. Tomorrow we see you. Tomorrow we hold you. Tomorrow we name you.
We don’t even know if you’re a boy or a girl! It’s a big day for all three of us. Listen, the very first thing you’re ever going to do when you enter this world, is change my life. That’s your first act!
I’ll be straight with ya, kid… we’ve got a really solid girl’s name picked out and we’ve got a couple options for boy’s names but no middle names paired up with them yet. We’re sort of hoping that you’ll just let us know when you show up. But, this is how it was with your brother and sister as well. We knew we’d use Rory but Quinn was still up in the air between that and Harper.
It’s the night before Christmas, Disneyland, space travel! Those are just three things that really excite me… the third a hopeful possibility for the near future… We’ve got a place all ready for you; a bed right by us, warm hearts and big arms. Your brother and sister are excited for your arrival as well. Last night, an hour after going to bed, Rory opened his bedroom door and said, “Dad?” and I said, “Yes, Rory?” and he said, “Baby’s comin’ soon,” and I said, “That’s right! Are you excited?” and he said, “Yes. Excited,” and I said, “Good boy. Go back to sleep,” and the door shut.
Your Aunt Theresa texted me this morning and said I’d better not keep them waiting tomorrow. She demands that I send out all information on you just when you arrive! Your Grandma June is here now, patiently awaiting your stage call and your Grandma Kathy will be here in just a few short weeks to take second shift.
Baby Boy or Girl, I already love you with more tenacity than I could’ve thought possible. Tomorrow morning, in a cold white room, I’ll hold you in my arms and kiss you on the cheek and say, “Welcome to the Universe,” and you will answer all of the long thought questions I’ve pondered over the last nine months.
I love you and will see you shortly,