Since we thought that Grant was arriving early last week we quickly wrote his welcome letters and I didn't get to post Noah's welcome letters. Grant is arriving tomorrow (!) and I am trying to get everything completed before our little bundle arrives at 7:30 tomorrow AM. Here are Noah's letters that we wrote almost three years and one month ago to our first little bundle of joy. Hopefully, I will have time tonight to post pictures of Grant and Noah's new rooms and bathroom and some final thoughts.
July 17, 2008
Dear Noah,
This is your dad! Today is Thursday, and it’s already been quite a week. On Tuesday, I took my State Nursing Boards and passed! On Wednesday, mommy worked her last day at Liesch Southwest; she’s retiring to stay home with you full-time! I gotta say, that sounds like the best job in the world. We’re supposed to meet you in two days, but just now your mommy was in the pool and felt like she was having contractions. That’s a fancy way of saying that you might be coming along early. We timed the contractions and they were coming 15 minutes apart, but your crazy mommy wanted to go run errands around town! We went and returned the two movies we saw last night (Sweeney Todd with Johnny Depp and Dan In Real Life with Steve Carell). Then we went and put gas in the Santa Fe, and I got mommy a Coke flavored Icee drink. Right now we’re sitting in the study, and she is having another contraction!
We’ve been waiting for you to get here for quite a while. It’s been the longest wait of anything I can ever remember. Me and mommy would work every day, wondering when we would finally get to see you and crossing off the days left to your original due date of August 1st. Mommy and Grandma even helped paint your room, which I have to say is THE coolest room I’ve ever seen. Now that I’m writing this, I don’t know how I made it every day just waiting for you to get here. You are going to have so many opportunities that I never had, and I want you to enjoy them all and do whatever you want to do. Mommy and I are going to give you the best life we can, and love you every second of every day.
One day you’ll be reading this, and hopefully you’ll come give us a hug and know that we love you even more than we can describe. We’re gonna have so much fun, Noah!
Love,
Daddy
July 17, 2008
Dear Noah,
Hello my dear, it looks like you are going to make your grand entrance in two days and your dad and I are so excited to meet you. We have been waiting a long time to have a little one and you have been such a blessing to us and you are not even here yet. We both love you very much and can’t wait until we can hold you. Being pregnant with you has been an experience unlike anything else. I remember the first time I saw your little profile on the ultrasound screen at 6 weeks and saw your little heart beating and I was amazed and excited. Now that I have carried you for nine months and have felt you kick and punch I am still amazed by you and the joy and happiness that you have brought into our lives. We have had a little bit of a tough time in the past few weeks, but you have been a tough little fighter.
Some of the things that you really seem to like were having your daddy read to you, any kind of fruit, going in the pool, baths and any type of music. You really seemed to be an afternoon and evening person (like your mom) because that is when I felt you move the most. You didn’t really seem to like the mornings and you never woke me up at night with your kicking. Things your really didn’t seem to like where hot, spicy foods and you especially disliked wasabi, curry and jalapenos.
I was convinced that you were a girl and I even called you Ava for a while. You always kicked me when I called you Ava. When I found out that you where a boy I was shocked but very excited and I remember looking down at my tummy and saying, “Why didn’t you tell me that you were a boy?’ Well I guess you were trying to tell me with all your kicking. Your dad and I are so excited to meet you and we both have so many plans for your and our new lives together. I can’t wait to meet you my little man.
Love you,
Mom
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