Letter II

Dear Daughter,

You are beginning to frighten your father. You are throwing quite the party in my belly lately. Daddy is scared and thinks you are going to kick or punch your way through mommy's tummy. Are you going to be our wild child? I cannot wait to see you next Thursday! I'd say, "Keep growing strong." But by your latest jabs that seem to happen every 15 seconds, I know that you are growing plenty strong. Daddy thinks you will be a hockey player- he has been practicing his skating skills so that soon he can show you how it is done. Today he scored two goals while playing with his work buddies. (I am pretty sure he scored the two goals during warm-ups.) :) But keep growing little one- we are getting anxious to meet you! On Saturday we are attending our "baby-basics" class. Hopefully we will pass! If not you're in for an interesting life!

Love,
Your Mommy (Who is Getting Her Insides Beat Up.)