Dear Baby

A little letter/poem/song to the baby within me.

Dear Baby
Please come out now
It may be noisier, colder, hotter, louder, brighter out here
But at least you will be free............. from amniotic fluid!

Don't be shy, don't be scared
Your biggest brother arrived at 34 weeks, and was fine
Your other big brother 38 weeks, and was fine
You are now 39 weeks, you will be fine,trust me, it might be a tight freaky journey, but you will never remember it

I promise to look after you, love you, give you what you need
Just get out
And I will show you
Get out now!

When you get out I will still carry you around
But so will Dad, Nanas and Grandads, Aunties and Uncles, friends, possibly even the cat
In fact there are so many people waiting to carry you around
That you should get out now and see

I am ready for you
I am ready for you to not be pushing your head on my bladder
I am ready to feel my ribs again and to see my feet
To put my undies on without falling over, to moisturise my legs and to be able to sleep on my tummy again

So baby
As you can see
I want you out
Please, tonight works for me, see you soon.

Mum xx