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Get Out Of My Belly.

Dear Baby Gray,

I waited 27 months to conceive you. 

I have carried you around now for over 40 weeks.

I have feed you, given you prenatals, made sure you were growing and happy.

I have dealt with your false contractions for the last month, and for the last week woken up hourly thinking "it's time."

Please, please, please, I beg you, if you have any compassion for your mother.... GET OUT OF MY BELLY. 

We can't wait to meet you. It's time to get this party started. 



That's All She Wrote.

Tough Guy.