Momma's kick...

Hi Baby Boy, There's been a lot of kicking of Momma's you know what lately. Lots of thinking on my part, and finally, a really cool shirt for $5.00 and pants for $1.00. Do these rock or what? (yes, I am your Momma baby boy, and your Daddy's son, so you're probebly shaking your head at me too) It's Ok. Yhe shirt and pants are too small, so that is motivation for me to really get moving. I havn't had any coke for 2 days now, and as much as I miss my pop, I have finally concluded that my life is worth so much more than a bottle of pop. So just you wait. I'm going to get into that shirt and pants, and maybe go dancing with Mel for Old Times Sake...
I love you to the moon and back. Do you want to come dance with me Mr. Twinkle Toes?
Love Momma

Past time...

Hi Mr. Twinkle Toes
So many letters have been written about how I want to get better, feel better, live better. Day after Day I have continued to make all the wrong choices, I know full well to punish myself. I'm so tired of everything thats not working for me. Then I heard this in my heart, was it you talking to me?

"It's past time to let the happy, healthy, active Karen out of her prision. There is no sentance to serve, she is free"

Time to poke my head out above the sand, blink to adjust my eyes to the sun, stretch my body and move, slowly but surely, one step at a time.
I love you to the moon and back.
Love Momma

Sometimes

Sometimes Baby Boy, I feel this scream welling up in me from a depths of my soul that I didn't know can possibly exist.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm in quicksand, and if I move, I'll sink even faster.
Sometimes, I'm so tired of barly moving, I just want to stop, and sink.
Sometimes, I miss you so much, I don't know how to carry on.
Sometimes, I'm sure I'm going completly crazy.
Sometimes though, I can feel a bit of sunshine on my face, and the breeze on my cheek feels like you.
Sometimes, I feel like dancing for you.
Sometimes, I believe I'll be Ok.
All of the time, I love your Daddy.
All of the time, I love you Mr. Twinkle Toes.
Love, Momma

Home Again

Hi Baby Boy,
Thank you for sending Daddy that thunderstorm yesterday. I missed him so much while I was away. Everything went well though. I was so glad I stayed and saw everyone at the baby shower for Colleen. She looks so beautiful with her baby boy in her belly. While I was driving home, I was thinking about seeing your room without your crib, and I got so sad. I started crying, but then I couldn't. Prince's song Raspberry Beret came on, and I know that was from you to tell me that you are with me too, always. So I wiped away my tears and turned up the song and danced away. I thought that I was on my home to see your Daddy, and that made me smile. I love that Daddy of yours, and am so glad that we are holding onto eachother. I know you'd want it that way.
I love you to the moon and back.
Love Momma