37-Week Letter

Dearest Baby,

Today you are 37 weeks along, which means you are technically full-term now. You can be poppin’ out any time and all will be well. We are praying and visualizing “happy and healthy,” the most important two words that can and will accompany you for the rest of your life. Everything else is just icing on the cake. You will be here with us, happy and healthy. You will have various particular genes and details about you, but you are ultimately happy and healthy. Happy and healthy, you will be. And we will be so proud to hold you in our arms. In fact, everyone will be holding you in their arms. You are so impatiently waited for, it is amazing how much you are already loved. You have so many aunts and uncles who are just dying to get their loving arms around you. And cousins who are anxious to play with you. And teachers who are anxious to teach you. And lovers who are anxious to love you. And friends who are anxious to befriend you.

At 37 weeks along, your Mama is aching. Her pelvic area is on fire, getting ready to deliver you. You and I, Baby, we’re a team, aren’t we? We’re gonna go through delivery as smooth as … well, anything that’s really really smooth. We’re gonna fly through it together, patient and calm and wonderful and beautiful. It’ll hurt, I don’t deny it, and I don’t look forward to that, but I am so anxious to go through this experience with you, and I know I will never forget it. Happy and healthy, that is our goal, baby.

At 37 weeks along, your Mama can barely walk straight. I look down and I no longer see my feet — which, by the way, are swollen. There are many things that people have not told me, or rather, perhaps it is that I was not listening fully when they tried. Such things include: pelvic pains and “round ligament pains” are incredibly painful and achy. My skin has odd discoloration break-outs in odd places, like on my neck and face. I’m breaking out with acne at every given chance, no matter how much water I drink or how many fruits and veggies I consume. And, most of all, the unexpected stretch marks towards the tops of my bum area. I didn’t see that coming at all, having put lots and lots of cream on my belly and sides. I didn’t realize you also stretch out my bum. Go figure, eh?

Oh, but baby oh baby, all these pains are so worth it, as long as I can get to hold a happy and healthy little baby bean in my arms when you make your debut.

Speaking of which, would you like to give me a hint as to when you want to do that? We’re almost done with your room — just got one more shelf to put together (your daddy has been very good, even though I have been very impatient and my nesting abilities have become more or less of a superpower). He will teach you well the meaning of “patience.” I, on the other hand, will teach you the meaning of “doing it now so you don’t have to worry about it later.” Heh. You will get your pick on how you want to function in this world. Perhaps somewhere in the middle would be most sufficient for you.

Oh baby, oh baby, how we are all looking forward to you. I can’t wait to see what color your eyes are, and what color your hair is, and whether or not you have inherited my flat Asian nose or your daddy’s taller European nose. I can’t wait to kiss your little fingers and your little toes. I even can’t wait to change your stinky diapers! Everything is almost set up for you. We have all your newborn clothes in one drawer (boy are they ever so cute! I can’t believe you will be that small). We have all your stuffed animals ready for you on the shelf. We have your super-special hypo-allergenic, organically-made mattress all made up for you. We have origami butterflies floating all over your bedroom walls, promising colors and happiness in your life. We have the rocking chair by which to rock and sing and read you to sleep on nights when you are fussy and agitated. We have baby books for you to learn your colors and numbers and animals. We have all sorts of diapers — from cloth to pampers to biodegradable flushables. We even have a toy chest that your Nana (your daddy’s mother) made for you. Oh baby, oh baby, we’re so excited to meet you!

It is nothing short of preparing for a really important first date. I have questions booming in my mind that are rather silly but kinda cute: will you like me? Omg, what will I wear on the first day I meet you? What will YOU be wearing? Will we hit it off right away? Will you recognize me? Will you recognize your daddy?

Whatever the answers to these questions are, one thing is for certain: I am already in love with you, and I know I will fall deeper in love with you when I see you and hold you.

Now, if you please, spare my ribs and pancreas and lungs as much as you can. You can have my bladder – I’m used to peeing 30 times a day by now, but I kind of need my ribs and lungs and pancreas, darling.

I love you and can’t wait to see you!

Your Mommy

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yeah, I should have warned you about some of those things. Especially the pubic bone and area hurting! Mine hurt for the last month or so. That was one of the most uncomfortable things for me. It’s so exciting to reach that 37 week. But I remember thinking it could also be 5 more weeks too :-) Luckily for me it was only 2, I hope the same thing for you!

Also, I would go out and by some premie clothes. I know said that at your shower, but now that Corbin is here, the only things that fit him are onsies. All the jamies and gowns that we have for him are HUGE on him, and he weighs almost 8 lbs again. Especially if you continue to be under weight. Just some thoughts that I have had between wanting to sleep, love, and just be with Corbin! I am so excited for you and Dave, it’s SO fun!

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