Dear Baby,
Whereas I respect your right to grow into a cute little bugger, could you please stop making me crave cheesecake (because Thriftway was OUT of cheesecake and I'm scared of the Cheesecake Factory...) and also, if you could let me please not want to pass out at 9 pm every night, that would be SUPER.
Much love,
Your Soon to Be Mama
PS. Don't hate me because I think you look like Skeletor in your most recent ultrasound.
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