Playtime.

Dear Baby Reeder,

We need to have a talk. You seem to be enjoying yourself inside Mommy's tummy, flipping around without a care in the world. I want you to do what you can to entertain yourself, as I know there's nothing to do in there and things are getting more cramped by the day. Trust me, if I could throw a ball pit or a swing set in there for you, I would. I'd do anything for you.

That being said.... 11 p.m. is not playtime! 11 p.m. is sleep time. It won't be playtime until you're in college like your uncles. While I enjoy feeling you moving around in there, I don't appreciate it as much when I'm trying to fall asleep. If Mommy is still awake at 1:30 a.m., it's only going to make her miserable the next day - not good for you or me (or Daddy, who has to deal with my tossing and turning).

So for now, I ask that you try very hard to cool it around 10:00. Thanks munchkin!

Love,
Your Mommy :)