Dear Baby Girl,
Something has been wrong with you today. It has me worried sick. We don't know what is wrong and I am TERRIFIED to take you in to get any tests run. I don't know if you will ever know how much I love you and how I want the best for you in everything. Please be okay. I am pleading with you and with the Lord on this one. PLEASE be okay.
Love,
Mom
PS Jellybean is stressing too. He doesn't like it when I cry. You didn't like it when you were in my tummy either. I think it is the first thing that you two have in common.
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