Dear sweet little Pooh Bear,
In 2 months I get to meet you and I can't wait. It is impossible to express just how much I love you. I can't wait to snorgle your tummy, eat your tiny little toes and nibble your little fingers.
I know you won't stay this little for long, I'm not gonna rush it. I am going to do all I can to be there as much as possible to watch you grow into a lil whirling dervish of a toddler, loopy little kid, surly teenager and handsome young man.
I can only hope to be half the aunt to you that my great aunt was to me.