The Grand Finale

I do not have a face to see,
or put inside a frame,
You cannot stroke or kiss my cheek,
You have yet to know my name.
You cannot hold my tiny hands,
or count my little toes,
You can not tickle my belly,
or tweak my baby nose.
It's still too soon to sing to me,
or whisper in my ear,
or do the things you'd like to do
like hug and cuddle so near.
But all will change this July
That's when they say I'm due,
I'll be here in pearls and bows
And I can't wait to meet you!

Xoxo
Baby Noll





*mommy takes no credit for this poem, she found it on the internet and modified it slightly


Mommy writes:

So there you have it folks, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Our third little princess is on the way! We are both doing well, and so far look at the anticipated due date as July, though with both of the other girls being 10 ten days early who knows. Basically it puts us at around Greta's first day of Kindergarten (since she's going to go to the year round school with me) which will be a bit melancholy as I was so excited to be there with her, but I suppose starting the year without me there might actually be a good thing. Give her the chance to make it her own, and not having to worry about me peeking in the window three times a day (at least!). I will link to this blog periodically from the original wearenoll page to keep you updated with mundane baby stuff that only certain people will be interested in reading. In the meantime, I am hoping to begin to keep up with the blog more regularly.