My lungs are getting complicated now, branching out, you might say. When I get out into the air, they will have to be ready. If I were born today, I would probably need help to breathe, but when my lungs are ready, I will be able to go straight from my aquatic life into breathing air like the grown-ups with nothing worse than a few coughs.
I hope they keep the air out there nice and clean for me. Right now, I get my oxygen filtered through Mummy, and only stuff like cigarette smoke can cross to me. I hate that. It's disgusting. Still, Mummy mostly stays away from smokers. She knows they could hurt me.
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