My dear unborn baby,
Although you are safe inside me and I am able to feel your movements, I am eager to touch you with my bare hands, hold you delicately, feel your soft skin against my rough palms.. I can't wait to see you, how you look like, what your sun sign is going to be, what would be your gender, your dad's expressions, I am getting a lot impatient. It's about 6 weeks till I get to see you, in real. As much as I am excited, I am so scared. You very well know I wasn't expecting your arrival in our life this soon. But, you have brought me immense happiness. Every time I feel you kicking, twisting, turning, somersaulting inside me, I treasure that feeling. And with your dad nearby, your hormones kick in - you are as much excited as your dad experiencing you.. I love that moment. Even as I am writing to you thinking about those moments, my eyes are welled up.
Baby, I know I have been guilty at times of not eating properly, being involved in work too much, and most of all, shedding a lot, lot tears. I am sorry my miracle. Mumma loves you a lot. Probably, can't express it. But mumma does love you. Dad and you forms her world. She loves your dad a lot, just like your dad loves her a lot. And mumma dad loves you a lot, and there are a string of reasons.
I have a lot to tell you, and unlike advise that pours in of talking to belly, I talk inside myself. Somehow, I feel I can reach you more closer through that. Dad talks to you through silence. I still remember how he was so scared to feel you, when I first began experiencing you. He was scared to touch you through me, you tiniest miracle. But now, he just wants to touch you, in real, just like I do, or probably more, I don't know. I love the way you brought us closer. You have been my shield too, protecting me from his anger for my pranks and humor :P
As I am conversing with you, I have so much to tell you: about your dad, his struggles in life, your grand parents, my upbringing, relatives, people, world, and a lot many things. But I will reserve it for now. Because, most of the things you will learn by own. You are going to be one smart individual, I have no doubt about that.
Someday, when you read this, I know you will understand that though I said cliched words, you understood unwritten feelings and all the love that I have carefully wrapped in this incomplete letter.
Stay blessed.
Although you are safe inside me and I am able to feel your movements, I am eager to touch you with my bare hands, hold you delicately, feel your soft skin against my rough palms.. I can't wait to see you, how you look like, what your sun sign is going to be, what would be your gender, your dad's expressions, I am getting a lot impatient. It's about 6 weeks till I get to see you, in real. As much as I am excited, I am so scared. You very well know I wasn't expecting your arrival in our life this soon. But, you have brought me immense happiness. Every time I feel you kicking, twisting, turning, somersaulting inside me, I treasure that feeling. And with your dad nearby, your hormones kick in - you are as much excited as your dad experiencing you.. I love that moment. Even as I am writing to you thinking about those moments, my eyes are welled up.
Baby, I know I have been guilty at times of not eating properly, being involved in work too much, and most of all, shedding a lot, lot tears. I am sorry my miracle. Mumma loves you a lot. Probably, can't express it. But mumma does love you. Dad and you forms her world. She loves your dad a lot, just like your dad loves her a lot. And mumma dad loves you a lot, and there are a string of reasons.
I have a lot to tell you, and unlike advise that pours in of talking to belly, I talk inside myself. Somehow, I feel I can reach you more closer through that. Dad talks to you through silence. I still remember how he was so scared to feel you, when I first began experiencing you. He was scared to touch you through me, you tiniest miracle. But now, he just wants to touch you, in real, just like I do, or probably more, I don't know. I love the way you brought us closer. You have been my shield too, protecting me from his anger for my pranks and humor :P
As I am conversing with you, I have so much to tell you: about your dad, his struggles in life, your grand parents, my upbringing, relatives, people, world, and a lot many things. But I will reserve it for now. Because, most of the things you will learn by own. You are going to be one smart individual, I have no doubt about that.
Someday, when you read this, I know you will understand that though I said cliched words, you understood unwritten feelings and all the love that I have carefully wrapped in this incomplete letter.
Stay blessed.
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