Chapter Thirty
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Dear Baby Brewer,
We heard your heartbeat today. It was nice and strong, and I sobbed the entire time. I’ve never seen your daddy smile so big. He’s so proud of you already and is dying to know whether you’re a girl or a boy. I think I know, but we’ll have to wait and see.
Look, if you could stop making me puke, I’d appreciate it.
Hi, sweet baby,
These last few weeks have been magical. Daddy and I haven’t told anyone about you yet. Uncle Tate can’t quite figure out why I haven’t been spending as much time with him, why I’ve been sick to my stomach for weeks, and why I never seem to be at my apartment. I don’t think he’s put things together yet, but the time is coming for us to tell everyone. We’re almost there and I can’t wait. They’re going to be so excited. We got to meet your cousin Emery last night. Auntie Bianca and Uncle Foxx brought her up to meet everyone. She looked at me like she knew I was hiding a secret.
Love,
Mommy
Today was a big day, Baby B! We know your gender. And we are so, so excited. I even have your little picture stuck to the refrigerator. I’m officially that mom.
And your dad is that dad.
I’m warning you—he’s going to be a helicopter parent. But it comes from a good place. The best place.
I’m also a crybaby now, so ignore the splashes of tears on this page. (And others.) I’m just so happy.
We’re telling everyone about you this weekend. I can’t wait to see their reactions!