Dear Baby Boy,

   I'm 6 months pregnant and, although I'd like you to bake in there for exactly 14 more weeks, I really can't wait to meet you. Your dad and I are dying to see what you look like... will you be another of my look-alikes or will you take after your dad?! Its killing us. I also wish I knew what your name is. We aren't even close to choosing your name yet, maybe you could send us a sign? I'm still so thrilled that you are a boy and I'm so excited for all of the new boyish things that you're going to bring into our lives.
   Before now I had thought that baby kicks were pretty much all the same but I've been surprised at how much more active you are than your big sister was. You are in a completely different position than her, but it might also just be your personality starting to show through, and its impressive how hard and how long you will be kicking and punching and rolling around at one time. Your dad never misses an opportunity to cuddle up to me and feel all of your bouncing around. He also loves to get really close and tell you all sorts of wonderful things. I'm sure you're going to recognize his voice right away when you get here.
   Although things are a little different this time around and we aren't alone much together, sometimes (like right now, when your dad is out running and your sister is in bed) I can tell you are awake and I sit and talk to you and rub my belly. When its just the two of us I feel especially close to you. We already have a song I sing only to you (its about cowboys!) and I like to imagine you in there enjoying it. There is a special place in our family for you and a lot of love waiting for you when you get here. Please, take your time, grow big and strong and healthy. And keep kicking me all day and night, its more comforting to me than you'll ever know.

We love you.

yours,
Mom