You have no idea what you are in for, my friend. Right now you’re curled up safely in the only world you’ve ever known. Soon, it’s going to be changing. You’re going on a journey that you won’t understand. You’ll probably be scared and confused, but finally you’ll hear my voice. You’ll know my voice. You’ll be snuggled safely against me and then you’ll notice another familiar voice. It’s deeper and it’s Daddy’s. We’re going to take care of you and love you, protect you and nurture you, and most importantly–we’re going to let you be you.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. I want to be the perfect mom and I know that’s not possible. By accepting that, I’m allowing you to not be the perfect child. You’ll still be better than anyone else’s kid, mind you, but I won’t expect perfection. Daddy and I will expect you to follow your dreams, be honest, be thankful, and simply be yourself. We’ll work hard to show you what that looks like in our own lives.
I’m supposed to try and sleep right now, but I’m so anxious and terrified that I can’t. I keep looking at this tiny bassinet to my right, knowing that soon you will be placed in it. Soon you will come into the world, crying and flailing, and you will be placed there. You will be a boy or a girl, you will be coneheaded or not, you will be a screamer or not.
No matter what you aren’t, you’ll be perfect, you’ll be loved, and you’ll be mine.