Privacy

Dear Gabrielle,

As is usually the case when I write, you are asleep in your crib. You murmur or cry every now and then, but for the most part, you are sound asleep. I peek in on you every now and then, sometimes to pat you and comfort you, and sometimes just to stare at your amazing little frame in that big crib. You seem so small in there, and yet, I already know that you will soon fill it up. Even though I know it will happen, my mind just hasn't completely wrapped itself around that fact yet.

I invited your Daddy to the add to these letters today, and he said he'd want something more private. I completely understand that; I actually had this set up on a different server for a while so I could set things to private. But then I couldn't get to it all the time, and I must say that convenience won out. Your Daddy is a very private person, so don't be offended that he hasn't put anything here.

There are a lot of things that I want to tell you that should probably be private. Things that are sensitive or so touching that they maybe shouldn't be shared with the world. Even though I don't mention my name, your Daddy's name, where we are, or anything like that, I'm sure someone could figure out everything about us if they wanted to. For some reason, I'm not concerned. I like to think that, somewhere, some other mother can benefit from my strange little outpouring of love, concern, and ramblings that comprise this little blog.

I am sure that some things will be light, and some dark, but most in the middle. I hope that you don't find this collection of letters and thoughts too private to be out there for the world to see.

In any event, I'm supposed to be doing homework, so I will get back to that.

I love you so much, Little One.

Love always,
Mami