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Dear Diary,
I can't wait for Eloise to be born! Her nursery is almost ready, and today I painted the walls a very light pink. I have everything ready: her crib, which also has a mobile for bedtime. I recorded myself singing on it so she feels calm, and it's the cutest thing ever... I'm not the best singer, of course, but I feel like this might help strengthen our bond over time. I also bought a playmat that she might not use right away, but I'm sure she'll like it when she's older. It's mainly purple, but there are sparkles and drawings of fairies and unicorns all over it. There's also the "boring" station for little Eloise, but it's very important for mommy... her changing table with the best diapers I could find, bottles, and formula of all types in case she doesn't like some of them, and of course, some toys so I can keep her entertained while changing that soft butt of hers.
She isn't even born yet and I already love her so much. I can't wait to see her face, smell her hair, run my fingers all over her body, and hold her close. Will she have fair skin and blonde hair like me? Maybe she will get more of her father's features... He's certainly handsome, with that dark hair, dark skin, and green eyes, but if anything, I hope Eloise steals only his looks, and not his personality. Having an absent father is enough, and I promise to make up for it. She will be the most loved little girl, and won't even think about needing a father.