Dear Little Bear [First Trimester]

Dear Little Bear,
I have to admit our first trimester together was pretty uneventful.
I had just a little bit of nausea a couple of times, but nothing that prohibited my daily life and activities.
In this sense you’re behaving just like your big brother did; and I’m so thankful! 
It was so fun announcing to our families at Milan’s 2nd birthday that you are on your way!
Almost everyone we’ve told say they already knew, but I think they just didn’t want to feel left out
of our little secret. :) We did try to keep you a little family secret for the first 12 weeks,
which was surprisingly difficult since you made my belly pop a bit sooner than your brother did,
but I didn’t mind… I love any little sign that you are alive and well in there.
Dad, Milan, and I all loved seeing you on the first ultrasound and seeing/hearing your heartbeat.
It is so reassuring to experience those things, and so special for all of us to be there for it!
Daddy and Milan are pretty sure you’re a girl, but my hunch is that you’re a boy.
We will see in just a couple weeks!
I’ve been blessed to continue running and doing crossfit so far throughout my pregnancy with you.
I’m also continuing to work, serve, volunteer, travel; pretty much nothing has had to change much yet.
Thanks for being so cooperative so far, little one! It’s my prayer that this will be your temperament
in our family- super chill and easy going. That would be a nice little break to complement your
high-strung, energetic, and wild big brother. However, we love him so and we know we will love you
just the way you are, too. 
We are so blessed to be looking forward to your arrival in April. Milan will be moving to his
new room and bed before too long to make room for you! 
You are so loved and so precious, sweet Little Bear.
All My Love,

Mama

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