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2008-04-13 4:52 PM letter Ten to my Muffin *hugs* Muffin!
it's been a busy week for your Noni, Muffin, and i've had to use BOTH my brain cells. i might have lost one -- it smells pretty fried. the motherboard is still intact, so that's good. no, by "motherboard" i don't mean your mama, it's geek talk. baby geek talk. i'll teach you about that, too, but in the meantime i need to learn it a lot better than i know it now. you see, Muffin, you're not the only baby. every time you have to reinvent yourself (and you will, several times) you start off like a baby. you don't know much, you can't walk yet, you can't even wipe your own baby butt. however, the one thing you *do* have is a curiosity and thirst for knowledge that seems unquenchable. that's where your Noni is today, Muffin. i think of you all warm and snuggly in mama's tummy, and i think of how it's been for me the last few years. i feel like i was baking too, like you, in an oven. now, the yeast has risen and the top is brown, and it's time for me to come out. but not you, not yet...you still have some baking to do, although right now you're getting so big already! you're three ounces and about 4 3/4 inches long, about the size of an avocado. your mama might start feeling you move around any minute now -- how exciting! i miss you, and i miss her very much, Muffin. i'm glad you got a chance to see Great Gramma -- she said your mama looks beautiful and glowing all over. it is the brightest spot in my life to know you and your daddy are making her so happy. she deserves it more than anyone i know. now, Muffin, she's told me you're not making life particularly easy for her. i understand you have to do what you're doing, but i think you can let go of the nausea thing. i know the hip pain and stuff is normal, but you really need to let Mama eat. listen to me, Muffin, and don't make me have to have this talk with you again, okay? i love you very much. *huggles and snugglages all around* <3 Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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