I find myself dreading the day when I have to share you. I love that you and I are exclusive, and that I am still the only one that can feel you, the only one close enough to you to learn your little quirks and schedules. When you react to certain sounds it makes me giggle, and no one around me knows why. It's like our own little secret. I know you like me better, because whenever Daddy tries to feel you you stop moving. You're so sneaky.
As much as I can't wait to meet you and kiss your little nose, do I really have to let other people hold you?