I found out I was pregnant with my son, Julian, on May 20, 1987. You gotta love journals with their details. I was 25 when I wrote and drew these images in my journal on August 10, 1987. I addressed every entry after that to the baby until he was born. I recall my daughter singing to my belly every day.
I’m a mother of two! Contemplating Anna’s sisterhood…
Ultrasound today and we met BABY! Just one baby! 2 legs, 2 arms, a spine, a head, a stomach, a bladder, an umbilical cord and a beating heart! You kicked. You sucked your thumb? You held your arm behind your head. I cried. It was an overwhelming and wonderful experience. It is so amazing.
Also see Love Letter to My Daughter
So sweet. I remember showing my grandfather (then almost 97 years old) the video of Maxx’s ultrasound. He stared at the t.v., then back at me and asked, “how did they get the camera in there?!”
And I’m so glad I kept journals for Maxx when he was born as it’s SO difficult to remember so many of those sweet moments. He loved having me read them to him when he was younger. When he’s a bit older, I’ll just give them to him.
Thank you so much for sharing so much of yourself, so openly.