Dear Fetus,
Yes. Yes, I feel you there. In my side. Did you need something? Yes? Thank you for raising your hand. Into my ribs. What's your question? Oh, and thanks for stepping on my bladder. I love you too.
Love,
The Incubator
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24 November 2008
To a Baby Unknown
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