Dear Baby Tyler,

Wow, it is strange to call you by your name.  I've haven't really called you that unless someone asked what we were naming you. I've only been able to called you baby or little man. In fact, your dad called you Tyler all the time until I told him to call you baby, it was too strange for me to hear him call you that (for now).  I'm confident in your name and I'm so excited when I hear my nieces and nephews call you Tyler or by Baby Ty, but I just can't do it... yet!  Ahhh, good luck with me little man!
In the last nine months I have tried my hardest to get everything ready for you.  I've sanded down and refinished a crib, refinished a dresser/changing table, painted a room, made a picture frame especially for you, (which is the BEST) I've worked out daily (which was for me, yes, but I also did it for you so you would be a little healthier *smile*)  I've made car seat tents, crib bedding, clothing, I've made 98% of all the decorations for your room, nursing covers (well that one was your aunt Bonnie, but I did purchase the material for it) and I purchased you a SWEET Yankee Jersey which is hanging on your wall as decoration.  Don't worry though you can wear it when you're big enough. I cleaned my car to perfection (well perfection for my abilities that is) I love sitting in my car and don't want anything to make a mess of it, it looks better now than when I got it :)  well, kind of.  I've spent countless hours preparing for you in so many ways.  This last couple of weeks my time has been consumed with the desire to clean... CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN, EVERYTHING and decorate as much as I can and am able to at the moment!  It seemed like such a gigantic task and I've felt so much pressure to get it done. I've tried to do a little at a time, but it never seemed to feel clean or complete.  Then, this week came and I decided I just had to do it, I just had to clean my little heart out or you'd come, it wouldn't be done and I would have a melt down.  Yes, I said I'd have a melt down.  I like things clean...  I mean CLEAN!!!!!!!! I washed all the walls in every room in our living space (your dad helped too) I cleaned out every drawer and cupboard, yes every single one, and reorganized it.  I threw things out to make room for you and tried to decorate a little more.  I washed every door I could and tried as hard as I could to get every cob web removed for you.  I don't want to see a spider near you!!!!!!  I had a dream about it and it scared me!!  So gone they are (I hope).  I cleaned out closets and washed windows (from the inside, can't do that one on the outside) I dusted just about everything I could!!!  I got on my hands and knees and scrubbed just about everything I could including the bathroom and pantry.  BLEACH is my friend!!  I have tried, though I'm sure I missed some somewhere, to get every dust particle possible in this house and now I'm just sitting down for a break.  I still have a little left to do but for the most part I am finally finished cleaning and it is safe for you to come.  I am a little cleaning crazy, but it really feels good to feel like it's clean and ready for you.
Now, there are still several projects I want to get done but as I was cleaning I thought man I hope this little guy comes before I feel like I have to do this all over.  That thought made me anxious. I just want you to come home to the most clean environment possible and I'm doing my best with what I can to do that.  I don't want you to get sick or be uncomfortable because of something in the air.  I don't bugs to crawl on you or bite you.  I just want to protect you.  I know there are way more important things to protect you from then just the cleanliness of my home but it's a start, right?  Did I mention I was crazy?  Well, I am! And part of me is sorry for that, but the other is not :)  Well anyway now that my house is clean but decorations are not finished, can you come?  I have a lot of empty picture frames waiting for you.  My baby room that I've worked on for what seems like FOREVER can not be completed until you come.  And besides all the decorating and stuff I'm so anxious to hold you and see you and love you in person I can't hardly wait anymore.  I've waited a lot longer than 9 months for you so the least you can do is come a little early :) hehehe good guilt trip??  No worries, if you can't you are worth the wait  and every tear I cried!  It's ok if you need to wait a little longer but....  Just remember I spent HOURS upon HOURS cleaning just for you and homes don't stay clean forever! :)  Please come, I'm ready.

Love,
Mommy!  (Yay, I can say that)

PS (to anyone reading)  if you feel so inclined to tell me to be patient, that I only have a little bit longer, that I'm not big or uncomfortable yet (like you know), and he will come when he is ready, that I will wish I would have been a bit more patient for him to come because when he does my life will change forever and it will never be the same (you can never give them back), if you want to tell me your stories about how you were weeks late... just don't (please!)  :)  Thanks :)  Ahh pregnancy rears it's ugly head....  :)