raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens, & some dear babies

you will be starting your life as a regular air-breather in just 11-ish weeks!! oh. my. gosh. hurry but don’t hurry, know what i mean?

dear baby,
it appears that the cat has already dedicated herself to being your loyal life servant. you may have noticed the purr sound that frequently consumes your belly dwelling along with the slight reduction in your free space. anyway, she’s not actually that helpful, but i think you’ll appreciate it a whole lot. she, however, will probably regret this decision.

dear baby,
i do hope you like roses!

dear baby,
i’ve been reading all this stuff trying to figure out what position you’re in. i know for a fact that you don’t have 8 legs, but it really feels like you do sometimes. and you love to wedge little feet under my ribs. and i’m also pretty sure now that you like to be sideways… but you can’t come out that way, so just, you know, keep that in mind.

dear baby,
minnie has told me to pass along this message: “IT”S ON.“ minnie! what does that mean? that’s not even nice!

dear baby,
you’re going to be here just in time for pretty much all of the best things ever. like summer AND holidays! and oh m g, i just pictured all your outfits. stop.

dear baby,
is it too soon to plan your 1st birthday party? kick once for no and twice for yes.

dear baby,
your dad is the best. and somehow i think you already know that.

dear baby,
we love you! and i think you know that, too.

*oh, and ps! thank you to tres chic mama for featuring our little 27 week maxi dress look! how sweet! yay!