Today we’re going to see you. Maybe not for the first time. At least live.
Our ultrasound appointment is at 11 and of course we want to be on time. The alarm is set for 8:45, early for a day on which I have the morning off, yet late since we waited for this day to come.
It was 8:30 when woke. Your mom was still asleep, making soft noises that made me suspect that she was having a bad dream. I decided to softly wake her by stroking her hair.
I startled her, and she indeed had been dreaming. In fact, she was dreaming about us. And I had eaten all the icing! Well, at least in her dream I had. We had cinnamon rolls and how could they be eaten without icing?
I need to find more dream icing!