Hey baby. You are already so much busier than your big brother. We're in for it. I'm fairly certain you know the sound of Hootoo's voice: you get your dance moves on when he's close to you and babbling. We try to explain to him that you are coming, that there is a baby in my belly and that you will be here soon, when the snow comes. He doesn't get it. He just jabs a finger in my bellybutton and laughs.
You're 31 weeks old now. We're hosting a party next weekend in anticipation of your arrival. It's going to be great, I'm sure you'll hear the crowd and the action. You've been treating me well, that works in your favour. I'll be keeping track on who is my favourite child, so you'd better start banking points now. Hootoo has a head start.
Love you big,
xo
Yo Mama