Dear Son,
The time has come, little one, can you please vacate the premises? Mommy has had enough of the heartburn, leg cramps, swollen ankles, sleepless nights, hot flashes, and let's not even mention the fact that I can't shave my legs in the middle of summer! I love feeling you wiggle about in my tummy, but please don't overstay your welcome. It's more fun out here... I promise.
Love,
Mommy
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