Those silly woman never got the message anyway. At least the baby got to live. That’s what I say. The king could have cut the child in half? So grateful I wasn’t cut in half and was allowed to grow up and search for a woman everyone told me loved me to find out she didn’t even love herself. Poor baby Mama? Poor thing indeed.
So grateful though. So grateful. Thank you Lord for making my Mama not want me. I am so happy and overjoyed to be blessed with such a brave and noble woman who could just pop me out and give me to the less fortunate. So sweet isn’t she?