Daddy decided he wanted to write u and I was not to be outshined lol. Just kidding but I do want you to have something to read from mommy.
First and foremost, I want to tell you I love you so much and I can’t wait to see your face. I know I will stare at you for hours in a surreal moment. You were made from Love, a true love I am happy to say exist in this crazy world. We were quite surprised you were the outcome of such a beautiful, crazy, fun night in Berlin but here you are growing in my belly. I was scared, I was very terrified learning about you I was not sure I was ready and I didn’t want to screw up. There was so many things I thought was against us being ready to be parents; your dad and I just got married, we live between 2 countries, and I believed us to be to young But I reevaluated myself, and your daddy gave me the courage to say out loud “I will be a great mommy”.
I am 31 weeks which mean according to the doctors I have 9 weeks to go but you make your grand entrance when you are good and ready my child. I want you to know I am here to protect you, love you, make you feel oh so special. I will try my hardest not to smother you, but the first year please let me lol. I plan to show you the world, explain to you the sky is not the limit, and to take on ever challenge with your head held high.
Yes, my child you will be a beautiful black child with a great family background. I am American and your father is South African. You have a tongue of 2 beautiful languages and the world will know you to speak both. And in your process of learning I will learn Xhosa with you, so we as a family will always be connected. I want you to always embrace both your cultures and love yourself. Please my beautiful baby always love yourself and understand who you are and where you come from. Define yourself in this world, do not let this world define you.
And I ask for your forgiveness now? You did not get to choose your parents and I’m a tad bit crazy. No, I won’t be that mommy that sings my heart out in the car to Mariah Carey and Beyoncé, and I won’t be that mommy that will milley rock on the beat, and I absolutely will not be that mommy screaming “that’s my baby” at your sporting events, art shows, or concerts. But then again that’s a promise I’m not sure I can keep ahaha. Just please love me when we get home and laugh at me in your room. I want nothing but the best for you and remember mommy did all the work these past 9 months so that automatically qualifies me as your favorite.
See I’m already talking your ear off so until we meet, my beautiful black child. I love you!