peanut

last october i got a message from my best friend that she was pregnant. we hadn't spoken in sometime so it kind of came to a shock to me, but through weekly phone conversations, i grew to love this little guy. i would ask Leah (my best friend) a million questions about pregnancy (as i do to anyone who is pregnant), i mean you could ask a million questions and still not have them all answered!

but as this baby was growing in Leah's stomach, they didn't have a name, so i named him peanut, i refer to him as peanut all the time. i felt like by giving him that name, it gave him a purpose, he was no longer an it, or referred to as the baby. he was peanut.

i have really fallen in love with this baby, and March 26th i get a text from leah she wants to call me because she wants to just catch up. didn't hear from her, assuming she crashed after work. i wake up to a text message "so my water broke, i will call you later with details." as i gasped for air, i am thinking to myself, the baby isn't due for another month!! he was early but completely ready to be in this world!

36 hours later, Dominic Peter born 3.28.10, 6lb's 15 oz, 20 inches long. now that he has been named, i have yet to depart from the name peanut. i can't let it go, and today while talking to the new mommy, she told me she refers to him as her little peanut, and they melted my heart. i know i may not be blood, but i feel like i have become an aunt and can't wait to meet this little guy. i also can't wait to visit leah, chris, and peanut because i haven't seen leah for almost three years, yet i talk to her at least once a week. if it was my choice i would talk to her everyday. i love leah to pieces, am so proud of her and Chris, and in love with the little peanut.