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Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Dear Mommy:
I really wish you wouldn't smoke while I am growing inside your tummy. It nauseates me, restricts my growth and makes my heart beat really fast. I don't even know what the agony of smoking cessation withdrawal is but it will be among my first experiences of life in the world as a newborn innocent.
Better me than you, I guess. Or you could just give me a puff or two after my feedings. Oh, wait. That would be child abuse. —Love, your innocent unborn son or daughter
Tags: the end of the innocence