Going to miss it again.

Dear Michella,

I am so sorry, looks like I am going to miss my chance to see you again this month, by the time your mother laid down on the bed for her ultrasounds appointment I should still be in Munich.

Your mother gets quite cross when I pretend to mess around with the Ultrasounds machine thingy (of course the Dr. was not there), you have no idea how tempting it was each time not to fiddle with it. All the plastic knobs and switches, all positioned so perfectly as if you can control everything with just one hand while blindfolded.

Not to mention all the different ‘heads’ to deliver the ultrasounds, then there are these two beautiful screens, and even a printer, as soon a I see you the Dr. can give me your portrait in about 10 seconds. Oh don’t forget the gorgeous trackball, sitting there smiling, begging to be push around, honestly.

Dad :)

See you real soon :)

Dear Michella,

Well that is what your mother is going to call you, have no idea on the spelling myself but I am sure I am too far off with Michella :) Matthias is kissing you good night every night now, he also insists before going to bed for me to bring him 4 cups of water, one for me, Gio, himself and one for you, a kind of a water party before him going to bed.

Everything has been so hectic lately, with the new job, new school for your brother and so on, upon looking at the calendar I realised that I’ll be holding you in just over a month! Can not wait!!!

Your mother is on the coconut again, probably more than when she was doping the coconut the last time, really, really can not wait to hold you :)

Dad.