Dear Son,
Time flies
by and it’s already been 2 weeks since we first heard you cry. I have to admit
that it’s been totally unreal at times. There are moments when Daddy wakes up
forgetting that I actually have a son next door, or somewhere in the house.
In all
honesty you have been doing fine so far. Apart from the occasional
unexplainable crankiness, Mommy and I have been able to put you under control
after some trial and error. We have been glad to have chosen attending some of
the pre-natal classes. It certainly helped us in a great deal. We never knew
that swaddling you real tight can actually help in calming you down to some
extent. It is befuddling because as adults, we feel extremely irritated to be
in that kind of situation but being a baby like you, I guess nature works in
strange ways.
Daddy isn’t
well known for being the most patient person. However somehow Daddy have a lot
of room for you. Perhaps it’s in our blood that is connected to each other.
Speaking of which, Mommy and I were both extremely surprised that you have a
different blood type from ours. Both of us had A+ but apparently you have O+?
Seriously? Anyway apparently the odds of you inheriting an O+ blood type are
25% so it’s not exactly a rare thing.
We start to
notice that your features are slowly but surely changing to look increasingly
like me. We even start to doubt that your lips are mine too. Whatever it is, it
doesn’t change the fact that you are our son. Mommy and I love to smell you all
over. Its weird I know but you will get used to it!
Daddy loves
to cuddle you to sleep especially when you are cranky. We try not to do that
too often in fear that you will get too used to it and fail to sleep on your
own. I think you probably like to hear Daddy’s heartbeat and of course,
singing. Daddy loves to sing you Jay Chou’s songs and whatever I can think of.
Whatever the case is, as long as it stops you from screaming your throat off,
and sends you to sleep, it doesn’t matter if Daddy sings well or not.
Most people
think that love songs only makes sense if it is sang to their lovers but Daddy
disagreed. On the contrary, most of these lovey dovey songs also make sense
when it is sung to my own child.
We love you
so much son.
Mommy &
Daddy
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