Monday, January 6, 2014

Second Letter to our First Kid

October 26, 2013

Dear child of mine,

We got to see you this week for the first time. Our first appointment was on my birthday, and hearing the doctor call you “perfect” was the best birthday present. You were 1.34 cm long, and your little heartbeat was timed just right.  Daddy filmed the ultrasound to show your grandparents and aunts, and we were both so happy that you were right on track. He also wanted to know when you would be able to hear (so that we can start indoctrinating you with classical music) and to confirm that there’s only one of you.

You’re still a secret from most people, but the hormones from growing a baby have made me a little sick, so it’s only a matter of time before some people guess that you exist. We’ve told your grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and great-grandparents.  We told your grandparents about you first by giving them board books with notes that read “Please read this to me in early June. Love, Baby Flippin.”

Everyone is exited to meet you, and your aunt Caitlin keeps calling me to check how I’m feeling everyday. She’s being very attentive to my health now that you’re around. :)

Your daddy and I have started talking about names, but we haven’t decided for sure on a girl’s or boy’s name. You’re going to be a Flippin, which provides some extra challenges in picking solid, not-easily-made-fun-of first and middle names. We have some ideas, but it might be a while until we settle, which is fine because we have a few months before we know if you’re a boy or girl.

We get to see you again and hopefully hear your heartbeat in three weeks, so between now and then, keep growing, sweetheart. I pray for you daily that you’re healthy and growing, and you’ve already made me a bigger nervous wreck than anyone else, but you’ve also made me rely on God to keep you safe because even though you’re inside of me, there’s only so much I can do. I can only imagine how much harder it will be when you’re out in the world, but God is good, and He’ll help me keep it together.

Keep growing, baby. All my love,


1 comment:

  1. Good blog, Jordan. (I always say that.)