Dear Baby G,
Please keep me up all night dancing and playing. Last night when you didn't move, momma was really scared. Dad tried to wake you up with his loud voice but you were being stubborn. I know my blood sugar was really low, but I am still trying to get this gestational diabetes thing figured out. Believe me, I would kill for an ice cream cone. But, since I want to keep you healthy, I will abstain. In return, please keep dancing.
Thank You.
Love, Momma
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