Small baby,
Momma is waiting expectantly to hear news about you this week. How big have you grown? Do you sense when Papa talks to you or when I pat you? You are one hungry baby. I have to keep eating every two hours to keep you happy. I have started growing a tummy and it feels different now. I am not so scared to actually enjoy carrying you anymore. You little life has changed my priorities, my interests and the direction in which our life is going. I seem to have developed a tolerance for many a things in life and lost tolerance with your Papa. I trouble him so much so that I can be comfortable and he does it all quietly for your sake. With the little you growing inside me slowly, I am pampered by everyone around me. But am too lost in the wonder of carrying you, little life inside me to realise what is going on around me.
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