Dear Brother,

I witnessed those months that you're growing in our Mom's tummy. Right then I realized, I'm a big sister already. I earlier thought that I have to be matured enough,and so I can protect you. In little things, with my young age, I helped our Mom with work at home, so that nothing bad would happened to you inside her.

Day by day, I'm talking to you from the outside. I can feel you moving,and I'm so amazed! Then I also wonder, when will you come out so that we can play.

As day goes by, you are really alive! You are moving more active than the other months. I was so excited, I'm also imagining what your face will look like? Is it Mom's or Dad's? But whatever you look like, I knew deep inside, I already loved you. I used to figure...