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Friday
Mar062009

Dear fetus

Dear fetus,

Let's have a quick chat.  Seeing as how we're sharing this space, we need to work some stuff out.  The tired I can handle.  Naps are fun, so bring it.  But the puking? Has. To. Stop.  Seriously.  I didn't even puke this much when I was pregnant with Marissa, and that's saying something.

And right after I've just downed a refreshing glass of cherry lemonade?  Mean. 

You have plenty of time to mess me up, just wait until you can use my bladder as a punching bag!  So, let's take it slow.  Mommy likes to eat. 

With love,
Your mama

Reader Comments (3)

Hmmmm, sounds like a boy, causing trouble already. Man, what would you guys do if you had a baby that came equipped with a penis? That would be FUN! :)

Mar 6, 2009 at 10:09PM | Unregistered CommenterLisa

Why is everyone so sure that every symptom of your pregnancy is proof that you're having a boy? You are SO having a girl. That's just what ya'all make! Charlie made you puke too.

So, yeah, be a good little fetus and be kind to your Mommy. She can just make another one if you refuse to cooperate and have to be sold to gypsies... ;-P

Mar 7, 2009 at 9:07AM | Unregistered CommenterAde

Hell there is no need for gypsies. If this one's a dud just ship it to the godmother. She likes the window lickers.

Mar 7, 2009 at 10:28PM | Unregistered Commentereyemgodmama

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