Dear Baby

[ailbhe]

To my dearest baby,

It may not seem entirely obvious to you, enmeshed as you are in the contemplation of fluid dynamics, the multifarious shades of pink that comprise the entire light spectrum, and how many bounces on the bladder it takes to trampoline you upside-down again, but I am - I regret to have to inform you - currently still using my ribs. I keep my lungs in them, you see. Believe me, if I had an alternative, and could free up the space for you to play in, I truly, honestly would, because even when you kick me in the dinner and the acid burns all the way up the back of my throat there is nothing in the universe that has ever been or could ever be more wonderful than you are, and my every desire is to pander to your whims and fulfill your ever need. You'll notice that my digestive system is taking up less than half the space it used to; this is, I feel, a small token of the esteem in which I hold you.

Just the same, I really can't negotiate on the ribcage. If I stop breathing, you won't like it at all.

Trusting you can read English,

Your devoted incubator,

Ailbhe

Comments

[supermouse.livejournal.com]

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

[dakegra.livejournal.com]

oh that made me smile. thankyou!