Dear Georgia, 

 Yes! Georgia! It was an eventful day around let alone an eventful few months since the last time I wrote. Today December 4th we discovered you are to be not only super healthy but our little girl. Which everyone seemed to get a kick out of being I was convinced you would be our baby “boy” we are so happy to finally be able to call you by the right sex and NAME! Georgia Ruby Desmarais. A name well known to you by the time you are old enough to read this but, so new to your father and I today. We just keep saying “a girl” over and over to ourselves, amazed not only to see your little legs and arms on the sonogram screen today but just to finally have a name and start taking the steps to get to know you everyday, our little girl. We went together and bought you your first toy from us the cute little french giraffe pictured above, I hope you love it (the dogs want it so bad). Your father already has a song written for you which he told me when we got home today and sang “Georgia” all the way home on the train. I’m going to admit something to you that I hope you will look back on in the distant future and warm your heart with a chuckle, I’m kind of scared to find out you are a girl. Not as in I wanted a boy and am let down but scared because I want to be everything you need. I want to be the mother I never had, the mother I craved, and needed. I want to be your safe place, your joy, your friend, your guidance through this crazy world. I want you to be able to come to me when you need me in your lowest moments and be so excited to share and celebrate your best moments. I want to love you how I was never loved by my own mother. I want to learn from you and become the best mother I possibly can, I want you to be happy, I want us to be happy, I want our family to be full of love and warmth. And it is scary for me not growing up with all of this myself, I feel like I’m going into this blind suddenly. I’ve already stressed to your father how I’m going to read EVERY book about raising a daughter I can get my (now chubby) hands on. Now that I know your name, even though I have yet to get to know you I want you to know I am going to try my hardest. I know I’ll mess up because after all I’m human, but one thing I know I won’t let myself mess up on is making sure I do everything within my power to make our relationship the best it can be, to show you by an example how to love and care so no matter how many mistakes are made by either of us, we will always know no matter what we are there for one another. I promise you this. 

 Love, 

 Mom

Dear Georgia,

Yes! Georgia! It was an eventful day around let alone an eventful few months since the last time I wrote. Today December 4th we discovered you are to be not only super healthy but our little girl. Which everyone seemed to get a kick out of being I was convinced you would be our baby “boy” we are so happy to finally be able to call you by the right sex and NAME! Georgia Ruby Desmarais. A name well known to you by the time you are old enough to read this but, so new to your father and I today. We just keep saying “a girl” over and over to ourselves, amazed not only to see your little legs and arms on the sonogram screen today but just to finally have a name and start taking the steps to get to know you everyday, our little girl. We went together and bought you your first toy from us the cute little french giraffe pictured above, I hope you love it (the dogs want it so bad). Your father already has a song written for you which he told me when we got home today and sang “Georgia” all the way home on the train. I’m going to admit something to you that I hope you will look back on in the distant future and warm your heart with a chuckle, I’m kind of scared to find out you are a girl. Not as in I wanted a boy and am let down but scared because I want to be everything you need. I want to be the mother I never had, the mother I craved, and needed. I want to be your safe place, your joy, your friend, your guidance through this crazy world. I want you to be able to come to me when you need me in your lowest moments and be so excited to share and celebrate your best moments. I want to love you how I was never loved by my own mother. I want to learn from you and become the best mother I possibly can, I want you to be happy, I want us to be happy, I want our family to be full of love and warmth. And it is scary for me not growing up with all of this myself, I feel like I’m going into this blind suddenly. I’ve already stressed to your father how I’m going to read EVERY book about raising a daughter I can get my (now chubby) hands on. Now that I know your name, even though I have yet to get to know you I want you to know I am going to try my hardest. I know I’ll mess up because after all I’m human, but one thing I know I won’t let myself mess up on is making sure I do everything within my power to make our relationship the best it can be, to show you by an example how to love and care so no matter how many mistakes are made by either of us, we will always know no matter what we are there for one another. I promise you this.

Love,

Mom