(One of several letters written to the baby – this one clearly while I was still consuming food.)
Dear Baby, 10/27/09
Today I’ve been reading up on all the things that I can and cannot do, now that you are living in my belly. Most of them involve the things I put into my body, and most of them I am okay with. No alcohol, no blue cheese, no raw fish… But then I read one line I was not happy about: no deli meat. There is a sandwich restaurant that your dad and I love called Jimmy John’s that has the best salami sandwich I’ve ever had. Well, little did I know when we ate there last week, it would be the last time for another nine months. I am happy to oblige though, as much as I do love a quick and yummy dinner drive-through, because it’s my job to keep you healthy. I want you to make sure and mark this letter though, and refer to it whenever I request you clean your room before leaving the house. Because even though you have relieved me from any litter-box duties for a while, I am going without my salami sandwich. And that, baby, is a BIG DEAL.
-Mama
Sher Bailey has been a dedicated voice for the Love and Marriage blog for over a decade, sharing practical advice on everything from stretching a grocery budget to finding the best homeschooling resources. She writes from the unique perspective of a full-time traveler, living and working on the road in her motorhome alongside her husband and their two cats. Sher’s diverse body of work is fueled by her belief that with the right tools and a little creativity, any challenge can be turned into an opportunity for growth and adventure.
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