Well in about a months time you will be here with us. People (other then me) will be able to hold you. I will admit to you know that I am quite nervous about your arrival. Don't get me wrong I'm excited as well, excited to meet you, see what you look like, look at your little fingers and toes. But honestly newborns are hard. Your brother is pretty easy going too, but I still found him hard. I'm trying to be optimistic and hoping that because I've done it once it will be a little easier, but I imagine you will be different then your brother and that things I did with him won't work with you, then what do I do. I guess try something different and just keep trying things till I find something that works, kind of like I did with Lucas.
I wonder if you'll cry a lot, if it will bother me or Lucas more. What kind of eater will you be? Good, picky, will you take a bottle as well as Lucas did? Your brother was kind of a medium baby, good eater, but cried lots. How will you be? I'm worried things will be worse, but you never know they could be better. I can just imagine you reading this as a teenager and complaining about how I compared you to Lucas even before you were born, it's just that what I know... when you are going through something tough it's kind of what you revert too.
I do wonder how you'll fit into the family and I'm sure by summertime we'll be wondering what life was like without you, but for the moment I'm nervous about the change. It takes time to create the nice balance we have now. I am also worried about dividing up time. Now we have a nice balance of me time, Lucas time and family time. That will all have to change again. I'm sure the me time will be gone for a while. Either your dad or I will always be with you or your brother.
In this last month I have started to really prepare for your arrival. Getting your room ready, I did a bunch of laundry for you today. Knowing my luck you'll be late, but it's better to be prepared.