To my Littlest Babe,
You’re due in just a few weeks and I am so super excited to meet you, but I feel like I already have a few apologies to make (okay maybe a lot) and you haven’t even arrived yet. But I want you to know I am truly sorry and it doesn’t mean we love you any less, so I hope you can forgive me for my following neglects.
I’m sorry I forgot to take my prenatal vitamins that I took religiously with your sister. As well as the iron tablet script I didn’t get filled even though my levels are apparently “shockingly low” – I kind of forgot.
I’m sorry I ate eggs benny every weekend, that I had sushi for lunch and a Macca’s Sundae for dessert and that I haven’t given up my daily coffee addiction like I did with your sister. You totally enjoyed it though right?
I'm sorry that you're always being poked, kicked or squished by your sister. I promise it's accidental.
I'm sorry I've missed almost half my anti-natal appointments; those same appointments I was itching to get to every single time just to hear your sister’s heartbeat - I still love hearing your little heartbeat when I actually make it to the appointments.
I'm sorry you don't yet have a nursery to come home to and your only weeks away, when your sisters room was furnished and styled ready for her pretty much the day I found out she was coming. If all else fails, I have a washing basket (jks jks).