I didn’t want flowers. I didn’t want to go see a movie. I didn’t want candy or jewelry. All I wanted was orange “chicken.” And Mitchell came through and met my one request.
Dare I say, this is worse than any doctor’s handwriting I have ever seen.
I made Mitchell this card ….
Let’s be honest. I have never called Mitchell “baby” before. Nor would I ever really use the blog title “Happy Valentine’s Day Baby” … when referring to Mitchell that is. In this case … the “baby” … is in fact … an actual baby. A girl to be exact.
This picture is back from week 18 … but I pretty much look the same now … at 21 weeks. I’m not quite sure where that cute little thing is hiding in there but I sure wish she would she would stop being so shy. I’m kind of tired of looking like I visit the donut shop every morning for breakfast.
We are super elated and are excited to meet her at the end of June.
