Dear Aviva,
Today I am 8 months pregnant with you. I will be meeting you in 5 to 8 weeks.
The past few days have been quite eventful. Your father was offered a job that will allow him to still write and take care of you. Then your father had his nose broken. The latter was very scary and thankfully he is okay. Throughout the whole ordeal, people kept telling me that I am pregnant (as if I forgot!) and that I need to take it easy. I absolutely do not want to do anything to harm you but I'm still not completely sure how to not be upset when my husband is hurt.
On Saturday I visited a friend who had a baby in April. It was a tiny bit surreal to meet the baby, as I had seen my friend pregnant only a few weeks before. He is a very big boy and he was very calm and quiet and sweet. I held him on my stomach and you kicked him a few times. Meeting him made me even more excited to meet you.
On Sunday your grandparents came over and we had lunch in our backyard. Your grandma took home all of your newborn and 0-3 month clothes and linens to wash in preparation for your arrival. This is a huge help and I can't wait to put away all your things.
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