My dear baby boy,
I started to feel you move for the first time this week. G was right...I wasn't really sure it was you at first. I kept feeling things in my belly and asking myself, "Was that him?" I tried to describe the feeling to your papa as best I could - it felt like someone was poking me through a balloon filled with playdough. The other night we played some music for you and one song in particular really made you move. It is called "Mr. Blue Sky" and it's a song that your Grandpa, Auntie Merin, and I used to dance to when we were little. Grandpa would pick us up, one in each arm, and we would dance around in our living room. It's one of my best memories. Your papa likes to play songs on the guitar, too, so we'll have all sorts of music for you to dance to! When papa first felt you move his eyes opened really wide, his jaw dropped, and he asked, "Was that our little boy?" It certainly was. We can't wait to meet you!
With love,
your momma
