Vivs

Your Dad told me last night that if you are a girl, he refuses to call you ‘Vivi’ for short. He wants to calls you Vivs. Like a 1920’s newspaper reporter (which for him, comes out sounding a bit like Jimmy Stewart with a heavy ‘sh’ lisp on any ‘s’ sound.) 

I imagined a short conversation between the two of you:

Daddy: (in his best 1920’s voice) What’s the scoop, Vivs?

Vivienne: Dad, I told you to call me Vivienne. It’s very grown up.

Daddy: (continuing the voice) Now, now, calm down, there, Vivs. See?

Vivienne: Aw, Dad!

Mommy: *collapsing into fits of giggles*

#imsorryaboutyourfather #senseofhumorrequiredtobehisdaughter

Happy 5 Weeks!

Congratulations on making it to 5 weeks, here is a photo of you today. OK, it’s not a photo of you specifically, but what you would look like all magnified and stuff. Right now, you’re only as big as a pea. And your teeny, teeny heart will start beating any moment. Isn’t that marvelous? 

(BTW, I labelled you Vivienne for the moment. I’ll change it to Theodore this weekend. And then Shaniqua. But only because your lawyer Daddy demands equal time for the names he loves. Haha.)

#thephotoimightusetoembarassyouinhighschool #reallyinterestingseahorsewevegotthere

#dontworryiwontletdaddynameyoushaniqua

Congratulations

OK, baby. Your Dad and I are now pretty well over the shock of your arrival. It’s not that we don’t want you - oh, child, we do. We’ve wanted you for awhile now. It’s just that we weren’t expecting you so soon after we made that ever-too-hopeful wish under the bridge in Paris.

If you’re a girl, we plan to name you Vivienne. And if you’re a boy, we plan for Theodore. You know how your Mommy is, though. Those names may change about a hundred times between now and January, when we expect to meet you in person.

We feel overwhelmingly grateful for your presence in our lives. Is it possible to love a Zygote? (wait, are you still a zygote? maybe you’re a blastocyst now…) Perhaps not. Perhaps it’s only possible to love the hopeful, exciting future your arrival promises. Or perhaps we love the soul you’re working on connecting to that little body inside.

Either way, dear little baby, we are eager. And it’s time to get started. We have so much to do and as a result, so many things to tell you. 

And don’t worry, I’ll make your Daddy sing to you every night.

As soon as you have ears.

#wesureloveyou #firstdayweknewforsureyouwereonyourway

4.5 Weeks

Date: May 21, 2013

Due: January 22, 2014