In my twenty-seventh week, you are being a pain in my back. Literally. Mommy can't sleep for longer than two hours without having to wake up and adjust my position. You're sitting up higher in my belly now, and i can't breathe! Wiggle down a little bit would you, I'd like to walk up four or five stairs without hyperventilating.
Now on to the good stuff. I love when you kick me, even if i complain about it when i'm trying to sleep, i still love it. You made me giggle quite a few times yesterday when you had the hiccups. Everytime you make even the slightest movement, you make mommy happy. It makes me feel like i made the right decision with you. I don't think i could possibly love anyone more than i love you right now, and you're not even here yet! Your daddy does come in a close second though.
Hopefully me and daddy will get our tax money back soon so we can start on your nursery. I have it all planned out though, i'm sure you'll love it. At least wait until your thirty-fifth week before you decide to show up, i want to make sure we have plenty of time to get things situated for you.
As for all these stretch marks you're giving mommy, chill out a little bit. You're making me dread summer. It's gonna take me forever to find something to cover them all up. I wish I'd be able to wear my last years swimsuit, but thanks to you, there's no way even one of mommy's knockers would fit in that top.
I wish you were here now, BUT we're not quite ready for you yet and you need to stay in there and get a little cuter first. Can't wait to see you though.
Love,
