June 26, 2008

Good Morning Son

Good Morning Son,

Mom said you were kicking like crazy this morning, but when I went to feel you you stopped. I told your mom it was my calming touch that settles you down...she giggled. You have made it past the 7th month mark. Most babies with T18 don't make it this far or they slow down their growth. You are still going strong and seem to be growing like you should...way to go champ! Your mom and I got to see you in 3D for the first time, you have her nose. I'm glad it's not mine. When you see me you'll know why. Friend's say you have my pouty lips. I'm not so sure that is a good thing, but the girls seem to think so.

Christian, I've been building a hot rod in the garage hoping you'll be able to some day help finish it. Mom thinks I'm going through some kind of midlife crises. I told her it was just a hobbie, but really it's a way for me to relax. Some day I hope to share that feeling with you.

Love you Son,

DAD

1 comment:

Melody said...

I'm a new reader...and prayer warrior. I have been reading through all the posts, and my eyes keep tearing up. I love that I hear a glimmer of hope in your voice here, Dad. I will be praying for your continued optimuism and strength to love and cling to your wife. Together, you will experience the world.

I will definitely be praying for your family.