Dear Baby,
Well, you've been in there 26 weeks now (Okay, okay, fine. The first two weeks don't really count. Pregnancy math is hard. As is all math, if you ask me. But don't ask me. Ask your father. Or your Uncle Jeff.). I just wanted to remind you to stay put for a few more months. I just read about a somewhat infamous reality show star (for lack of a better term) who developed preeclampsia and had to deliver her 19th child (I know! That's a lot of kids!) at only 25 weeks. 25 weeks! That's way too early! That baby only weighed 1 pound, 6 ounces. Baby, you probably are already bigger than that, and even though you are already making my back hurt sometimes, I want you to grow and grow and grow, until you're nice and chubby and squishy and chompable. Then you can come out into the world and I will give you kisses.
Do we have a deal? I will keep you warm and safe (and I will stay away from the extra-spicy foods), and you will keep growing until you are nice and ripe. Okay, it's settled. See you in March!
Love,
Momma
Momma at 26 Weeks
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3 comments:
Adorable! I love the reoccurrence of Noteworthy Thursdays!
It looks like the baby room is coming along nice. I can't wait to see it!
Yes, please baby boy Langford. Please cook until nice and chubby so your mommy can nom on you. ;)
Not sure how I feel about that baby widget but I like the baby count down. You are going to be the best momma!
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