Dear Zeon,
You're asleep in grandma's bed right now. You knocked out as soon as I had fixed you a bottle. I thought you were crying out of hunger. You were due for a feeding but it turned out your growing body just needed a nap.
You look so angelic sleeping. You are a wonder to behold. In a week, you will be two months old and all your clothes 0-3 months no longer fit. They haven't fit since you were a month old. As much as I cherish these times, I'll feel more at ease when you are able to defend your self. That won't be for a couple of years. Hopefully, you'll like martial arts and are good at it!
I have to put you in daycare August 31, 2009. I'm not happy about it. I have to work to pay my bills, no way around it save for bankruptcy and I want to buy a house for you to grow up in. I love you so much.
May angels protect you always.
Love, mommy
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