Dear Unborn Child,
Please stop trying to escape out of the side of my abdomen. Those cage-like bones you keep bamming into?.....Yeah those are my ribs. Stay back.
I know you're anxious to get out here and meet your awesome family (and we are stoked to meet you), but you need to occupy that space in there for at least the next 4 weeks. When the time comes, kindly exit downward. We'll work on lessons in patience when you get out.
P.S. I think it's pretty tricky that you make me crave ice cream at night, and then go insane and beat me up once the sugar hits your system. You're kind of sassy.
Love,
Your parents
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