Dear Baby #3,You don't exist yet. Not even a tiny cluster of cells. But I'm beginning to think about you. Your sisters are a handful and yet I crave more. More chaos. More cheeks. More.
Insecurely yours,
Mommy
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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