One rainy Wednesday night...

I'm stealing this idea from a blog I follow (and love!), the O My Family blog. She writes a letter to her son every month. Now I can follow suite and write a letter to my child. I begin on the day I found out he or she exists.

Dear baby Testa,

One rainy Wednesday night (April 7th to be exact) on our way home from work, I said to daddy "We need to stop at the drug store". He knew why. Once we got home, I began to make dinner because I couldn't muster up the courage to take that pregnancy test. I wanted so badly for it to be positive and I could not bare the thought that it could be negative. We had only begun trying to conceive you 3 weeks earlier!

I finally worked up the courage to go to the bathroom and then wait those 3 very long minutes. I made daddy look first. He came out of the bathroom with a half shocked half ecstatic look on his face. And I knew. He told me to look for myself. Then I saw what I have waited 5 years for...two pink lines. I started crying and hugging daddy. All I could say was "Oh, my God!" We have loved you from that very moment.

Daddy wanted me to keep you a secret until it was confirmed by a doctor. Everyone knew the next day. How could I possibly keep you a secret? I want to tell everyone, even strangers, that I'm pregnant. You'll come to learn that mommy can't keep a secret!

This amazing news became official on April 15th when the doctor confirmed that you do, indeed, exist inside of me. Daddy high-fived me so hard I thought the doctor was going to come back in the room and ask if I smacked him!

You are only 6 weeks old but I wish I could look into your eyes and tell you just how much I love you...how much everyone loves you. On or around December 14th, you are going to be welcomed with open arms into two families who already can't imagine the world without you. I promise I will keep you safe and healthy until then. After that, daddy will have to help :)

Love,
Mommy