Dear Baby,

1 Month: This is your mother talking to you- I have just found out that you've been livng inside me...thats quite amazing considering the fact that I had no prior warning to your arrival...all the same, you are quite welcome to inhabit my womb that you so nicely made yourself at home in already. I wonder how your father will take this?

2 Months: Hello my child, your father has left us. He said something about not being entirely sure about being the sperm that met my egg and made you, you'll understand it a little better when you grow up. Anyways, its just the two of us now, yup you hurd me right, I'm not going to get rid of you- I still want to prove to that fool that you are his, and how will I do that without you in flesh and blood?

3 Months: Heyah Kiddo, your getting big arn't you? The last check up I went for, the doctor said that everything is going just as planned. I've seen you a couple of times too, squirming about in my tummy, whats with the restlessness? I also noticed you dont really like chilly- thanks to you I've developed the worst sweet tooth I've ever known about...six months to go and perhaps I'll get my life back?

4 Months: Okay listen up Pal, you really have to give this kicking buisness a break! Its bad enough that you've made yourself comfortable on my bladder, I can't hold anything anymore. And you have me throwing up all day long- I wonder why they call it Morning Sickness- what did I do to deserve this?!

5 Months: I met your Daddy today. I was taking a walk around the park, one of those mid-afternoon strolls I've become so accustomed to taking, and there he was! Gosh, just looking at him got all these mixed feelings I have been harbouring for the past five months gushing out of me...I was shocked out of words, and trust me my darling, your mother is never out of words!

6 Months: Your Daddy moved in today. We have been talking things through, and we both want the best for you, so we're going to give it a try- as a family. Arn't you excited? I am, phew, I'm getting so damn tired of doing everything by myself, that fool better make up for the six months he'd been missing- thinks he can just waltz in when half the work is done- damn fool!

7 Months: I believe its just one of those months when you have no doubt had a hand in why I feel the way I do. Tootsi tell me, how its possible for me to care for you with all my heart, adore and cherish the seven months we've spent together even though we have never met? My Baby, I long for you. I long to look into your lovely eyes, cradle and comfort you peacefully in my loving arms. I would rather die than hurt you...do you have any clue?

8 Months: I can't walk around anymore, I swear Tootsi, I'm going to put you on a major diet once you're out into the world! I have gained so much weight, I know I look like an elephant- even though your Daddy says I dont, but he's always been a bit of a lier- first thing I'm going to do next month is hit the gym, no excuses! Any ideas for names? I quite like Tootsi myself, but your Daddy says kids will pick on you at school, since when did he know anything about everything?

9 Months: My heart is just over flowing with joy this morning! At around 10am this morning, after all my struggling and after Daddy passed out from shock, my brilliant beautiful bouncing baby boy came into existence! Its a shame Daddy wasnt there, although he'll never admit it, because you, my Boy, you have yourself a set of lungs that only I as your mother could ever give you! Looks like your Daddy owes me 200 dollers don't it? I told him you'd be a boy!!!

to be continued...