Dear Little One,

I am just beginning my second trimester with you. A few days last week got tougher—I was more tired, crankier (ask your patient dad, if you need proof), and had a headache that lasted more than twenty-four hours. But now, I feel great. I have lots of energy and I’m more patient with your brother and myself. I would be worried about this abrupt change, except that I remember things got worse before they got much better at the same time in my pregnancy with your brother Jacob.

Speaking of Jacob, I think he is going to be a great help to both of us when you are born. I think he knew I was pregnant with you before I did; he’s been a kind of pint-sized coach. When I finish a drink, the instant I put the empty glass on the table, he tells me I need to refill it. When we have snacks, he makes sure I’m eating too (though sometimes he does need a bite of my portion, just to make sure it’s the same as his). Maybe, like your dad, he’s realized that I get cranky when I’m hungry, and he’s trying to avoid that, for everyone’s sake. Or maybe he’s already taking care of you.

Recently, Jacob has begun instructing us to diaper his stuffed animals. I’ve been hesitant—I don’t want to reuse one on him that’s been on a toy, nor do I want to waste them—but he insists. At your grandma’s house, a duck and a frog are currently diapered. Earlier this week, we diapered a gloworm at home. I showed him how to hold it and burp it, as if it were a baby. He did a great job imitating my motions. When it was time for the baby to take a nap (code: time for Jacob’s nap), he brought it into his room and asked me to put it in his crib. I don’t think you will share a bed after you’re born, but it’s a nice thought.

Little One, I can’t wait to hold you in my arms. I can already imagine your weight, the warmth of your body near mine when you nurse. Jacob knows that you’re in my belly (though I think he would be surprised to learn you’re human), and he waves and says, “Hi” to you, with both of your potential names. Your birth will be an adjustment, in terms of furniture, sleeping arrangements, and scheduling, but it’s one we’re all looking forward to making.

I just wanted to let you know I’m thinking about you, and that your big brother is showing signs of love for you already. I’m sure you’ll fight and there will be times you don’t get along, but I also believe that something very special will form between you two, and I can’t wait to watch it happen.

I love you with all my heart,
Mom