by Rachel Stevens

Created on: May 31, 2008

Dear Diary-
I am 9 weeks old. I have this tail and I look more like an alien than a baby. Mommy STILL hasn't figure out why she's been praying to the porcelain thrown everyday for the past 4 weeks. Maybe someone should clue her in?
That's all for now diary. Will write at a later week.
-Baby

Dear Diary-
Now 16 weeks old. Obviously mommy figured it out and the doctors confirmed, yes mam' you are knocked up. Congratulations. I am growing like crazy! My head is now more even with my body, what a relief too, it was getting really hard to hold up. Oh wait... I'm floating.

Mommy will start her testing to make sure I'm growing right and all. Let's hope all is OK with me.
-Baby

Dear Diary-
Now 25 weeks and my lungs are working on getting ready to breath real air. I love to do acrobatics. Flip, kick, punch and repeat. By now mommy can decide to find out if I have a hot dog or hamburger. Or she could wait too. All those hormones flowing through moms body has got her hair looking nice on her head... and legs and face. Yikes! I'm also growing a fine hair on my body. Keeps me warm.
-Baby

Dear Diary-
31 weeks! I weigh about 4 pounds and am 17 inches long! Oh look, I'm up side-down. I think that's a good thing? My immune system is gearing up. Good news just in case I should be born in a taxi cab. Mommy might be getting false contractions. Ha ha. Just practicing for the real thing. Mommy's back is killing her and her heartburn is increasing. Your welcome, mom.
-Baby

Dear Diary-
I'm now 37 weeks! Full term baby! I am big now, anywhere from 6-8 pounds but mommy won't know till she's got to push me out. Surprise, I might also be 10 pounds.
My fingernails need to be clipped now. Mommy better know a good place to get manicures! My fine hair is now mostly gone, maybe some on my shoulders and back. Might need a wax too?
Mommy is as big as a house and it super uncomfortable.
Let's see. To make an entrance now or make her wait? What is a baby to do?
-Baby

Dear Diary-
It's my due date and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to. Too bad I have other plans. It's nice a cozy in here and I have food. Saving mommy some money on diapers by being in here so why is she complaining? Oh that's right. It's because I still haven't figured out that there isn't enough room in here for me to be doing my aerobics- kick, punch, turn- hmm, no turning for me- my head's stuck in Mommy's pelvis!
-Baby

Dear Diary-
I am 41 weeks. I decided to be funny and stay put. Hmm, whats with this intense hugging. Mommy must be getting induced. My fault, I suppose. I guess I'll be meeting mommy in a few hours. Maybe days. Bye for good diary.
-Baby

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