Dear Baby

11 Jan

The husband has started to talk to the baby.  He gives solid parental advice, words of encouragement, and discipline when necessary.  Here are some of my favorite exchanges so far.  He always starts out with “Dear Baby,” like he’s writing Baby Boy a letter.

A few weeks ago, when I mentioned I was exhausted by how fast the baby seemed to be growing, which resulted in my ribs expanding and general crankiness, the husband gave the following pep talk:

“Dear Baby, I haven’t met you yet, but I think I know you.  I think you are like your parents.  When you are good at something, you keep on doing it, but Baby, it is ok to get a C in growth.  You don’t have to get an A.  You can be average.  That’s ok.  Let your mom rest.”

The next morning, when I woke up resembling someone run over by a pack of Alsatians or just your average pregnant lady, he added this:

“Dear Baby, you have disobeyed.  You are grounded now.  No going out, no talking with friends, and no laptop for at least five months.”

Yesterday, as he left for work, the spouse told me, “You are my favorite thing.”  Then he paused and talked to the baby.  “Dear Baby, your mother is my favorite thing.  You are also my favorite thing.  But your mother is my favorite thing.”  Then he looked at me and said, “I think it is important that he knows the difference.”

Today:  “Dear Baby, don’t zig when you should zag.”

Have I mentioned that I can’t wait to raise a baby with this man?



One Response to “Dear Baby”

  1. CëRïSë January 12, 2012 at 2:30 am #


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