A letter from my unborn child
Dear Mommy,
Please refrain from stuffing yourself during dinner, even though we're both starving waiting for Daddy to come home from work. Your too full tummy leaves me with even less room than what I already have. You can't breathe deeply, which means I'm not getting adequate oxygen that I so deserve.
Love,
Your Wombmate
P.S. The double dogs on a bun were yummy. So was the bacon. Please keep 'em comin'!
Please refrain from stuffing yourself during dinner, even though we're both starving waiting for Daddy to come home from work. Your too full tummy leaves me with even less room than what I already have. You can't breathe deeply, which means I'm not getting adequate oxygen that I so deserve.
Love,
Your Wombmate
P.S. The double dogs on a bun were yummy. So was the bacon. Please keep 'em comin'!