Dear Baby Mac, You are now the size of a peach, and you have your very own fingerprints.
Lori gave me some stretch-mark cream to rub on my stomach, so you donât ruin me for a swimsuit.
I keep looking at the ultrasound photo and touching my stomach. Honestly, itâs hard to even believe I have a baby growing inside me. Like, itâs totally surreal.
Your daddy is telling everyone he knowsâand even everyone we donâtâthat we are expecting. He is so excited.
Even though I saw you in the ultrasound, Iâm hoping Iâll feel you kick soon. Then, I think it will seem more real.