Category Archives: T

Baby Dreams

T, I sat for about half an hour today and held you while you slept.

It was perfect.

They best part was that while i held you, you were having the best baby dreams.

You would huff and puff, softly chirp, squirm, and breathe both fast and slow.

Your face would change from happily asleep to a frown and back again.

For or five times you smiled like something fantastic had happened.

You are so beautiful.

And it was such a delight to watch you dream.

I hope you dream big forever.

I love you.

-Dad

Ode To Squirmy Baby Noises

T, you are making squirmy baby noises in the corner as I type.

I mean, I wish i could describe it better for you, but the echo of squeaks and grunts and grumbles is something I am nostalgic about at this point.

I remember them with H. And I remember them with K.

So here I sit, enjoying them a few last times, before too many more days go by.

It makes my heart ache for the past.

T, I can’t believe tonight is your first night at home.

Welcome.

I love you.

-Dad

20 Days

T, we have 20 days until you are here.

And the house is buzzing with anticipation.

Mom frets about keeping the house straight and making sure your room is just right.

H, is ready to teach you everything she knows and rock you in the big brown chair.

K, is stoked about becoming a big sister and has said she will sing you lullabies when you fuss.

And I am trying to encourage and calm everyone the best that I can.

We are ready for you.

I love you already.

And I can’t wait to kiss your sweet face.

-Dad