Dear daughter

Looking through the screen at your ultrasound, we saw your little facial contours developing.. your limbs looking so delicate yet strong.. your occasional wriggles that reminds us that you are a living life that we have created. Sometimes I just wished we had the ultrasound machine at home!

Last night, I had my vulnerable moment as a surge of emotions running through me. Maybe I am just someone who worries too much. 

Am I ready to be a good mother? The honest truth is, I am not sure. But thankfully, I know your father would always always be there for us. 

P.S. Papa and Mama will always love you :)