Pink

Sunday afternoon, bright and sunny, like my mood. I have accumulated a lot of stuff for my expecting baby girl. Pink crib bedding, pink baby clothes, pink receiving blankets. Everything is in pink. I remember my friend's 3 years old daughter Emily's soft sweet voice :" I like pink and hello kitty".  Everytime I go shopping with Emily, eventhough I know what her answer will be, I still ask :"Which one do you like?". She will reply in the answer I never get bored with :"The pink one". But I couldn't enjoy the happiness of the pink purchase for her, at least not much. Her mom has filled her room with Emily's choices.  Since then, I started to picture my daughtor's wardrobe and room.... 

Now, touching the pink crib sheet, it feels so real. Folding tiny vests, I think I can see my girl's round smiling face. How exciting. Maybe I am too excited.. I start to lose my patience. How come there is still a month? I want to be able to spoil her right this moment!