I am sorry baby girl that your mother was born to stand only 5’4. I am sorry that I am short-waisted and therefore, you must be excruciatingly squished. Know that I am not upset with you for head-butting my bladder or for kicking me in my ribs day and day out, because I know you have no other choice. I am just as eager as you for you to make your exit. This way, you can stretch your legs, and I can regain bladder control.
See you in five weeks! Love mama.
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