To Jacob, my baby,

Yes. Literally. One day, I’ll be able to wake up to my pretty husband lying next to me, and two toddlers jumping up and down on my bed, screaming for us to break up. I love thinking about our future, it’s something I look forward to everyday. The thought of being able to spend the rest of my life with someone so amazing, one I know will be the best father to my children. I love it when we talk about Annie and Michael, like they’re not a far-fetched idea, but something that will happen, something that is inevitable, like us teehee. One day, I’ll wake up to two loud toddlers on the counter while their dad makes them pancakes. We’ll have a pretty little girl, no matter if she comes first or second, little miss Annie, who’ll go around screaming “Daddy it’s Annie-kin” all the time. And, we’ll have an even louder baby boy, Michael, who’s gonna run around all the time. They’re gonna be stuck to the hip to their daddy all the time, running around with him and his errands. BUT, daddy will be stuck to the hip with mommy, so who’s the real winner (ME). We’re gonna have the cutest kids ever, with my baby’s squiggly hair and his cutie, crooked smile. And we’ll have family time in the playroom, while I read and you do whatever dad things you do, playing rollercoaster and chasing them around. I can’t wait for a future with you, there’s nothing I want more and I’ll wait for it. We’ll go through so many things with each other, times where we feel like we’re being pitted against one another, but we’ll figure it out, and we’ll get the future we’ve always wanted. No matter what happens, us against the world, Annie and Michael will always be ours. I love you biggy.