Today I rambled on into your mom’s belly again talking to you about…well…nothing. I feel kinda strange talking to you in there cause I can’t see, hear, or feel you. I have started tapping the belly before I talk kind of like a bad stand-up comic. Testing! 1…2. Much like my first time doing stand-up back in the 90’s…nothing but silence from the audience. Thanks for not booing.
Today is Saturday and I am soaking up the relaxation! I have been on the road and working crazy hours the past few weeks and it is only going to get harder. I have to go to Phoenix tomorrow, so today I am watching the Season 1 “Joe Schmo Show” marathon on Spike TV…one of my most favorite shows of all time! Right about the time I realized this was Kristen Wiig’s breakthrough show I heard one of the greatest sounds in the world from upstairs. You mom singing as she worked in her painting studio.
I used to get to hear it every day when I worked from home and I didn’t realize how much I missed till this morning. You are so lucky you get to hear that every day from inside the womb…how am I supposed to compete with that? I think I talked about what I had for dinner last night in a nasal monotone voice. Thanks Dad. That sweet, sweet sound of your mom singing will calm both you and me once you are born. I think we are going to get a bassinet so you can sleep right next to us for the first few weeks. I can’t wait for you to get here and tell you all these things in person. I made up a new song about feet. You will like it, I promise. You are going to have a good life. I can’t offer you all the riches in the world but I can give you my undying love and attention. See you in a week and a half (next sonogram)! Love,