Sweet child of mine....

ok my little psyco baby....here is the deal. mommy and daddy are hella-excited about you. We can't wait for you to get here. and we loved hearing your little heartbeat (so strong!) and watching you on the moniter (it was obvious there was a dance party going on in my ute) but here is the thing. you know thw saying if momma aint happy aint nobody happy? well refphrase it to if momma aint eating aint no body eating (except daddy...smug bastard) Please stop making me want to toss my cookies at the sight and smell of all foods! You can not grow on nothing but soda crackers sprite water and cheese....seriouslly! and btw....making the one thing mommy can stomach (as far as smells go) be shell fish....which mommy is deathly allergic to....funny...real funny kid! So in closing...we love you and can't wait to meet you...but momma needs to eat and so do you so no more morning (afternoon night) sickness mkay!