Dear Gummybear,

Dear Gummybear,

I think it's time we have a little chat. You're getting older now and it's about time for you to outgrow the "make mommy sick every single morning" syndrome you've developed. I put up with it through the first twelve weeks. When it extended to fourteen I gave you the benefit that you're still young and many others your age exhibit the same behavior, but you're nearly sixteen weeks old now. It's time to grow up and quit making mommy sick.

On that note of growing, I'd also like to inform you that I do not appreciate how you kept me up all night. The strange noises coming from my tummy and the achy pains of stretching are not good for mommy's sleep deprivation. If you could please, try to keep it calm at night- its very tiring for me to constantly be feeding and growing you, but much more so when I can't sleep.

Now, while I'm not thrilled with your recent behavior, I want you to know that I still love you very much. Even though you make me sick and tired and hurt all the time, I wouldn't trade the best health in the world for you. You're worth every ailment. Every physical misery is replaced with joy when I think about how lucky I am that I get to be your mom. You will never know how much your daddy and I wanted you and hoped for you and prayed that someday God would bless us with you. Last night while you were keeping me up for hours I decided to spend some time talking to God, did you hear me? I like to think that because you're inside me, you can hear the thoughts I exchange with God even when they aren't audible.

I love you. Keep growing however you need to do that. Mommy is going to be just fine. I can't wait to meet you.