So, when I think of my little bitty baby growing inside of me, this:

or this:

is not what I want to think of.
What I prefer to picture in my estrogen fueled fantasy world is this:

or better yet:

just the teeniest, tiniest version of it you can imagine. Of course I know s/he is not already wearing a diaper and needs some cleaning up...but still. Isn't it much sweeter than the first images??
oh yes, much prefer the baby at the end but the process is absolutely amazing!
ReplyDeleteI guess I just think it's so scary when you see what it is and what it has to get to....all that could go wrong. Must have FAITH!!!!! :)
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