Dear Munchkin,

You and I have been together now for almost 2o weeks. In that time, I never thought I could experience as many emotions as I have.

First of all, I was extremely happy and relieved to see you bouncing all over the place last week at our scary ultrasound. When the doctor said there was nothing abnormal, I felt a little bit of hope. Although I couldn't see as much that day as your daddy did, it warmed my heart to see you do that little baby dance. Already I know you are too cute for your own good!

Frustration. Never have I felt so much frustration. Never I have I wanted to meet someone so much in my life. It drives me crazy knowing that I still have to wait another 20 weeks.

Do you know that you hurt? And that you already know how to hit a nerve? Granted, I know those swipes you take at me are random, but do you think you could make it a little more random so that I'm not completely sore and walking with a limp at the end of every day?

Most of all, I have never thought I could love someone as much as I love you. Yes, I love your daddy with every part of me, but I know there will be a place in my heart that will always belong to you. You have become more precious to me in these few short weeks than I could ever imagine.

And yes, even when you're 40 and have kids of your own, I'll still call you Munchkin. You're stuck with it. Call it a mother's prerogative.

P.S. Do you think you could open your legs nice and wide for me and daddy next week so we can see what you are? Let's say it will help you with the whole 'Munchkin' thing.