Dear Unborn Child,

Thank you for letting your big sister have her own birthday all to herself. How thoughtful of you.

For the record, I was secretly more than okay with the idea of the double-birthdays. It would have been as if we had pulled off some kind of amazing magic trick. Most people seemed surprisingly horrified by the thought of it, though, so um, I guess thanks for saving us thousands of dollars of therapy bills.

Also, I just want you to know that I hate my hair right now, so I apologize that it's going to look bad in all of your newborn photos. We will keep the focus on you, where it should be. Or maybe these too short for my face bangs will somehow be in style when you look back on this stuff decades later?

Okay, that was all too shallow, but it had to be said. Looking forward to meeting you. From what I can tell, you are a budding gymnast. Please settle down in there.

Love,
Mama