Monday, August 17, 2009

A letter to my daughter.

Dear Camryn,
Let me go to sleep.
I promise I can be a much better host to you in there if I am well-rested.
And these random contractions?
Not a fan. At all.
Daddy and I went walking today (at the mall.. because it has air conditioner) in an effort to get things moving along. So you need to make up your mind baby girl.. either you agree with us and want to give it the green light, or you don't.
No more of this back and forth stuff.
Contractions coming at random intervals for an hour and then disappearing?
Why? Why are you doing this to me?
Contractions that wake me up from a dead sleep and get my adrenaline pumping and excitement up so I that I can't fall back to sleep even after you've changed your mind and the contractions have subsided?
REALLY?!?
I am exhausted, baby girl.
My back hurts.
My hips hurt.
My head hurts.
Please, if I should be so lucky as to crawl back into bed and fall asleep once more.. let me stay that way for a while.
The next time you feel like turning the contractions back on, let's have it be the real deal? Mmkay?
Whether that happens tomorrow (like your Aunt Amy is CONVINCED of) or next week.. whatever. The next time I have to look at the clock to time the gap between contractions needs to actually MEAN something.

Remember sweet girl, we love you.
I am getting a tad impatient with your indecisiveness, but I still love you more than you'll ever know.
Can't wait to see your sweet face.

Love,
Mommy
37w6d

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