This is pretty awesome news. My parents' parents' parents, who call themselves Granny and PawPaw, wrote me a letter today. So, I am one excited and appreciative unborn child right now. Granny and Pawpaw, I dedicate this 8th week of development to you. I will start to develop elbows, teeth, and intestines this week. I don't know what those things do yet, but whenever I use those body parts, it will be in your honor.

Here is the letter:

April 2, 2008


Dear Baby Roberts,

We want to introduce ourselves to you. We are two of your great-grandparents, Granny and PawPaw. Silly names, aren’t they. We call you Baby Roberts because so far a name has not been selected for you. For that matter we don’t even know if you are a boy or a girl. But one thing we do know for sure is this. We are prepared to love you with all our hearts.
If you are like most babies, you will enter the world crying like crazy. Right now your world is warm, dark and cozy. Your mom’s heart beat keeps you safe. When you arrive on your birth day, you, your mom, and your dad will be a family and together you will always keep each other safe.
Let us tell you something, Baby. When you arrive you will be smart to hand out name tags to all your kinfolks. You will have parents(probably no tags necessary for them), grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and cousins once removed. Each will want to hold you. When you’ve had it with all
the holding, it’s time to cry. It’s guaranteed, mom and dad will come to rescue you.
You have so many surprises awaiting you, but here are two that you can work to your advantage. One day before you are even a month old, your head will stop bobbling. Honest. The world will stop bobbling, and you can find your thumb so much easier, And one day not long after the head thing, you will be lying on your bed, on your stomach, You will be drooling, and rubbing your nose on your drool-wet sheet. You will get aggravated, stiffen your arms, raise your upper body, and plop, you will turn over. Get ready. Your mom and dad will email the entire tribe and declare it a miracle. Your dad will take a 1000 pictures. Indulge him. These are just two of the wonderful surprises that await you.

Love ,
Granny and PawPaw


How many feti are so fortunate to have 3 prior generations worth of experience guiding his/her future even before birth? I am incredibly lucky, but I do not intend on coming out of here. All the drooling, rolling over, etc. sounds like a lot of work. I have it good here, so here is where I will stay if I have any say so at all. On second thought, I am getting really anxious to meet all these people in person that clearly think I'm going to make as good a born person as I am a fetus. Plus, I met this girl/guy on eHarmony and he/she wants to meet in person, so I have to come out for that, at least for awhile.

Also, before I forget, I don't want 1,000 pictures of me. How annoying. I guess if that's what my dad is in to, then hopefully he will teach me to get used to it early. I mean, I've already had my picture taken once and it wasn't that bad.

I am extremely grateful for this letter from my great-grandparents. What's happening here with me isn't an everyday thing. A kid with this much love and guidance in his/her life is somebody destined to do incredible things and be just as amazing as my predecessors (dad excluded, he drinks too much). I am truly overwhelmed and very very thankful for having so many great people cheering me on, 7 months before they will even meet me. That is as good as it gets.