Dear Baby,

You have officially reached your due date. We have been anxiously waiting for January 11th to come for many months now. It has been so fun to bond with you for the last several months, but we are ready for you to meet the rest of the world. COME OUT! Your uncle Wyatt started a trend in our family to analyze everything in numbers. Here are some facts about the last nine months since you became part of our lives:

14: The number of weeks that I rarely left the couch (weeks 6-19). I was sick, tired, and couldn’t keep anything in my stomach.
13: Average number of T.V. shows watched per day at the beginning of pregnancy while laying down feeling miserable.
14: How many absolute plain baked potatoes eaten per week for the first 18 weeks (basically every meal). They didn’t even have butter. This is so not like me.
124: The number of mornings that Matt made me a smoothie or milkshake in the morning and had it waiting for me before I even got out of bed. At first I tried to add fruit to it to seem healthy (and called it a smoothie instead of a milkshake), by the end it consisted of ice cream, chocolate sauce, and ice. It was oh so comforting to my tummy.
1,921: Miles traveled at 19 weeks pregnant to get home from Atlanta, Georgia.
5,437: The amount of times I have cringed thinking about the smell of our apartment in Atlanta since arriving home. That smell will forever haunt my nightmares, and instantly makes me feel nauseous to even just imagine it.
2: Number of seconds spent feeling sad that you were a boy instead of a girl (even though I constantly joke about it). I’ve never seen that expression on Matt’s face, seriously. Pure and complete joy. I knew having a boy would be worth it if it would make him that happy.
2,045,092: The amount of conversations Matt and I have had about our feelings of having a baby. Whether feeling anxious, so excited we can’t stand it, inadequate, nervous, weirded out, blissful, or any other range of emotion, it’s pretty much all we talk about.
67: The amount of times I've wandered around babies r us to get ready for you. I could draw a map of that whole store in my sleep. I know where everything is, and what every aisle contains.
187: The number of times I’ve gotten cranky or annoyed at Matt for no apparent reason since being pregnant.
187: The number of times Matt has commented on how excited he is for you to come so that I will be the normal Eve again.
18: The years I’ve spent longing to be a mom. I’ve never been more excited about anything in my whole life.
5,439: The number of times Matt has talked about fathers and sons outings. He’s so excited to have someone to do “boy” things with.

As you can see, you’ve already completely changed our lives and you’re not even here yet. We love you, and can’t wait to meet you any second now. The sooner the better, please. :)

xoxo,

Mom and Dad

P.S. Here are some things we've been doing in the last month to pass time. Getting together with friends and family, preparing your bed and other things, and just relaxing.