My "Birthday"

Well, today was supposed to be my birthday, but I'm still inside Mom. I'm not sure what we're waiting for. She keeps telling me to come out, but I can't figure out how. I'm not very smart yet, you know. Mom goes to the doctor this afternoon, so I'll probably get poked and prodded some more. I don't mind when my brother pokes at me, his nose is soft. I really hope I get to come out and meet all of you very soon. It's getting cramped and boring in here.