Letter to Little Doodle.

Little Doodle,

I find myself wondering what you are going to be like once you are born and as you start to grow. I think about what it’s going to be like when you are finally here with us, and what you will think of this world.  What you will do and how you will discover things. What your little eyes will see, or your tiny hands to grasp.

I wonder if you are already developing your little personality as we speak, as you dance in my womb.  I wonder if you will be adventurous or laid back, bold or shy.  I think a little further into the future as well, wondering with great consideration if you will speak with an American twang or British accent, wondering what sort of stories you will like at bedtime, wondering what you will make of school, and what you will give to us to hang proudly on fridge.

Despite not having seen you yet, I do know a few things about you.  For one, you are active, always dancing about, kicking away.  You are stubborn (but in a good way!) as scan after scan you refused to let us see your little face, covering it with your little hands.  You are modest, and had your legs primly crossed at the last scan as well.  You may even be a little rocker, as your movements became more rhythmic each time you could hear music being played.  You are definitely a little nerd in the making…  it’s entirely unavoidable, you’ve inherited it from both parents. And you are loved already by a great many people.

I hope you hear us when we talk to you, I hope you feel the love we have for you.  I hope you dream when you sleep, and I hope you cannot wait to meet us.  Because we can’t wait to meet you.

Love,

Mom and Dad.