I remember Monday...

I remember...being pregnant for you and being over-the-top cautious about everything. I double checked everything I ate - would a non-organic apple kill you? I wasn't sure, so I looked up. Was shell fish on the "ok to eat list"? Or the "stay far away from" list? Who knows? So I looked it up.

I didn't touch a drop of caffeine, alcohol (obviously), sushi, deli meat, hot dogs, peperoni, stayed away from hot baths (this one sounds a little ridiculous now, but something about the baby not being too hot. It made sense at the time...LOL!)

I walked every day, ate a wholesome breakfast, snacks of fruit and veggies and drank the recommended amount of water. My rule was that if I wouldn't feed it to a newborn, I wouldn't eat it. No (or very, very little) cookies, cake, brownies, chips. I did have a little at first, but when I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, I stayed far, far away.

Daddy and I would read to you at night, he would talk to you and give my belly kisses. I would massage my belly throughout the day and talk to you about my hopes and dreams for you. I would name off everyone who loved you - friends, family members and most of all, mommy and daddy. I would ask you if you knew how special you were - that so many people loved you before you were even born. I prayed daily for you - that you would be born healthy and grow up to be a happy, confident and caring person.

I loved you so much before I even met you and thought I could never love you more than the moment I first saw you. But that's the funny thing about love....it keeps growing and growing...the more we get to know the little person you are, the more we love you. You are so loved, Acadia...you were loved the very second we found out we were expecting you...and you will always, always be loved....