Dear Baby,
Those hard things you keep pushing against in a most uncomfortable and sometimes painful way are actually my ribs and hip bones.
With love,
Your mom
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"We All Have Our Little Foibles" A Room With A View
2 comments:
poor thing just needs more room. can't you stretch out a little bit for Hum?
Again, thank you!
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