Dear Baby,
The seeds that I planted have begun to erupt from the ground and they are looking so new and fresh! Peas grow faster than you and have only 60 days till maturity so I can eat them but I think that you are going to be a better gift than my peas. It was raining this morning when I woke up and John opened the window so I could hear the birds and the rain and it was a beautiful start to the morning. I know you will love the rain as much as I do once you realize the importance of it both for the planet and for the cleansing of ones soul.
I am not myself these two days and I hope to come back as soon as I can. Mom is having a hard time coping with feeling she is not contributing to the household in a way that is meaningful to her.That, and the fact that your mom tends to dwell in sadness sometimes, is making her less than presentable to the outside world. But, I was singing to you yesterday and I was trying my best to remain peaceful inside. I hope you are not sad with me as that would likely make it worse for me. Not that I blame you, it would be hard to not take feelings from me as I am your source of nourishment. I will try and do better.
I hope you are warm and enjoy these fake potatoes more than you enjoyed the sandwich and juice from this morning. Let me know if I can get you anything else.
Love
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