Dear Baby Peanut,
I finally got home yesterday after being gone for almost a week and a LONG journey home. After a 12+ hour shoot day in the heat, our flight was scheduled to leave at 6 am, plus we were over an hour away from the airport. Long story short, we had to get up at 3 am only to arrive to the gate at 5am to find out our flight had been canceled and the earliest one we could get on was 12pm. Exhausted pregnant woman who can barely sleep in a bed let alone the floor in an airport was not the best combination. However, the situation was redeemed by my wonderful boss tricking me into giving me his 1st class ticket home. I could NOT believe it and refused it several times but he insisted that he was doing it for you and not for me, so I couldn’t turn him down. What a standup guy! So lucky to work for such thoughtful and generous people.
By the time I finally got home, I was so excited to see Daddy, I barely even noticed all the work and progress he made while I was gone. He spent a lot of time organizing the garage and getting things off the floor and onto the wall and shelving system he built. He also surprised me by having the changing table painted and assembled in your nursery and cleaned out all of his artwork from your closet—slowly we’re getting ready for your arrival. Next on the list is to paint and assemble the circles on the wall, get a mirror, lamp and a nightstand and the nursery will be set.
You’re 26 weeks today, almost 2/3 of the way done. Supposedly, you’re 14 inches long and just a little less than 2 lbs. You continue to be kicking away. Sleeping has become very difficult. I have a hard time rolling around and you have most recently started to give me heartburn. Tomorrow we is my birthday and am so excited we get to listen to your little heart pitter-patter away.