Lately, I've been super tired, having small contractions here and there, and can't sleep through the night. You seem to want to party in my stomach at the most inconvenient times... like 1:30 in the morning. On top of the partying, you like to push your head down on my bladder. Not a nice feeling, baby.
Last night, I went to bed fairly early, since I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days. At 12:30am, your Welo called and asked if your Papi could take him back to the ER. Your Welo had knee surgery a few months back, and seemed to be healing just fine, but all of a sudden, he's been experiencing some weird side effects. Your Papi got up, groggy, but willingly and took your Welo and Wela to the hospital.
Welo had to be admitted. We're not sure what's wrong with him, but it might be a gallbladder infection (which hurts like crazy!). I'm leaving working now to go see him and pick up your Wela. You'll be here in a few short weeks, but your grandpop is already giving me the run down for what it's going to be like when you're here and I have to rush you to the doctor.
I pray you're more like me, and are a healthy baby and don't get sick as often as your dad.
(He's had a cold for the past 3 weeks, that booger head!)
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