Dear poor neglected baby No. 2,I just wanted to apologize for how much less attention I'm paying to you in utero than I did Claire. Hopefully when we find out whether you're a boy or a girl, and we pick out a name for you, and you force me into maternity clothes, and we set up your nursery, I'll find myself focusing on you more and more. I do love you, but I'm pretty busy and tired most of the time.
You'll get all the attention you deserve when you arrive, I promise. And as for now, if it's any consolation, I bet you're at least getting more attention than YOUR little brothers and/or sisters will be getting at this point.
I have not had a beer in four months, although a nice cold one is ALL I WANT on these summer nights. I pray for you a lot. I still think you're a boy, but I'm less sure every day.
Love, Mom
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