November 26, 2008

The other day Mommy and I bought a couple pens for the sole purpose of writing in this book. We did that just for you. Don’t forget that Mommy and I love you.

You’re getting bigger and bigger; you’re growing up. According to what we’ve read, your ears are fully developed now and you can hear what we are saying. So Mommy and I try to talk you every day.

Mommy has been reading a lot of books about prenatal communication and teaching. (I haven’t been able to as we can’t find any book about that in English.) She has been reading stories about children who -- because of prenatal communication -- have become really intelligent and gone to university at a very young age.

Just to let you know, we don’t necessarily want you to be like that. We just want you to be smart and a nice person. We want you to enjoy your childhood because being a child should be fun. Playing is very important, whether you are big or small, and I plan on playing with you.

I am your father. I am also my father’s son, just as you are my son. I want to tell you a little story. Growing up, sometimes there were days when I didn’t have to go to school, but my father had to go to work. When I was a kid, I always tried to wake up early on those days even though I didn’t have to. Why? Because I wanted to see my father before he left for work. I didn’t necessarily have to say anything to him, I just wanted to see him. If I didn’t see him (like maybe if I slept too late), I felt unhappy for the rest of the day. I hope I can be a good enough father to you that you will want to do the same thing when I leave for work. I know I will want to see you before I leave home.

November 17, 2008

Yesterday I went to the department store with Mommy, your aunt, and your grandmother. While we were there, I spent a lot of time looking around. (When you go shopping with women, you have a lot of time to do that.) As I was looking around, I saw quite a few parents with very young children. I even saw a father carrying his son. Looking at him, I was thinking that in one or two years that could be you and me. That thought made me very happy.

We’re getting close to when we can see you. I’m getting excited. I’ve been feeling you kick more lately too. You seem to move around a lot. The other night I felt you moving in there, not just kicking, but moving around. It was very interesting. Make sure you grow up into a very healthy baby. You do that, and I’ll make sure you can stay healthy later.

November 3, 2008

With each day that goes by we get one more day closer to seeing you. I can’t wait.

I got thinking yesterday that in a couple years you’ll be able to help me and Mommy when I participate in bike races and biking events. And in ten, eleven, twelve years (maybe sooner, who knows?) you’ll be able to participate too. We’ll be able to do them together. I also got thinking that next year and the year after for the Alishan race (you won’t be big enough to help me out yet) the first thing I want to do when I get to the finish is see you and hold you. I hope you won’t mind how I smell.

Mommy says whenever she pictures you, you’re always moving around. She’s worried you’re going to be a handful. I think that’s all fine as long as you remember to listen to what Mommy and me have to say. We have your best interests at heart.