Dear Baby,

I would like to be able to tell you when you are older that I had some impressive and creative cravings (for food) when you were in my belly but so far, it seems your pallet is very, very, very small. In fact, I can’t eat what I would normally eat (which to many, my diet was very strange) and am limited to boring products like KD, cheese whiz, and bland breads. Anything else and you tell me in a hurry it is too much and it is out of my system. Last night for the first time you let me eat something of substance! You let me eat authentic Indian butter chicken! It was a moment to cherish! Maybe later in the pregnancy you will want something more nutritious. For now it is bland foods and smoothies.

Last night we went and saw Snoop Dog in concert and your mom was so excited! I wanted to get a picture of me and you with Snoop but I could not get close enough due to the obsessive amounts of illegal drugs being smoked up and on the stage. I figured a high baby was not a good start to our relationship. However, I danced and jumped around and your dad was quite overwhelmed with how excited I was to see Snoop. Now, I know that eventually you will realize that loving Snoop Dog is a contradiction with your mom’s ethical and cultural boundaries, but I will wait until you are older to try and explain. For now, Snoop was a wonderful concert and I think I pulled a few muscles that surround you boogying to the beat.

Your mom is presently relaxing, reading romance novels and enjoying her break. She has an interview again next week to see if she can work during your stay in her body but she recognizes that the period of time she has before you arrive may not work for employment. If it doesn’t work out, your mom hopes to do some training in some other hobby while she waits for you.

Do not forget that mom loves you very much and is looking forward to your arrival. She had a dream yesterday that you were a girl named Elora and you were beautiful! You brought tears to her eyes. Even if you are not a girl I am so excited to meet you and call you my own.

Love,

Mom






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