Dear Fetus,
Last week, we got to see you again. Wiggling little arms and legs. Your heart still fluttering. It's funny how distinctly human you looked on that screen -- despite your huge head. But in the pictures we took home, unfortunately, I'm afraid you just look like a blob.
The doctor said you're measuring a week ahead. If only that meant your hostess could stop throwing up a week early. I'm tired of it already. I hope you're worth it.
Love,
Mom
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