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Month 1:
Mommy,
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month 2:
Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me,
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month 3:
You know what, Mommy,
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month 4:
Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine, but i will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head, curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it, too.

month 5:
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.

Month 6:
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
MOMMY! HELP me!

Month 7:

Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in ra' s arms.
He is holding me.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

One more life that will never love...