Dear Baby H,

I know you need to grow, but cheesus kid, Mommy does NOT want to be as big as a house by the time you want to introduce yourself to the world. You can't just let me have one bowl of Lucky Charms? Nope. Gotta make me eat two bowls. TWO bowls.
And seriously, I try to eat the stuff you want, but sometimes I'd like a glass of OJ. What's wrong with OJ? It's good for you, it's good for me. It tastes good to Mommy. It's a win win. But noooo, you said no OJ. Fine. Motherhood is all about making sacrifices. I get it. Let's just leave it at the OJ. Don't take anymore good stuff away. Please.
And let's just try not to wake Mommy up anymore at 5 am in the morning with all your dancing around. I mean, it's cute and all, but Mommy needs her rest. Seriously. When you are actually here, you can wake me up everday at 5 am. Right now, I'd like to get as much sleep as I can.
Remember Mommy loves you, but if we could just compromise a little. K? Awesome.
Thanks little man.
Love,
Mommy.