A good friend of mine recently told me that she writes letters to her unborn child. She writes about her dreams for her daughter and the things that scare her and touch her heart. I thought this was a wonderful idea and will open the foundation for an unparalleled bond that mother and daughter will cherish.
I thought I might give this a try myself. But, my friend is thoughtful, creative and dreams in big writing in the sky whereas I tend to sit on the grass and notice all the dead plants around me. So when I sat down to write a letter, here's what I came up with:
Dear Baby in my Belly,
I don't appreciate the addition of love handles you've added onto your temporary home. Really, not necessary.
The Woman Giving You Life
I wonder if this kid still thinks it has time to change wombs.