April 7th

Year 8

Disclaimer: Still owning no one unless you don't recognize them.

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4/7/2001

Dear Norah,

Joanne and I have agreed to try and get pregnant. It almost made me cry when I realized I would be giving Jo hormone injections. I never felt as bad as I did when I stabbed that defenseless orange. Tomorrow's my first official day giving injections. Hopefully, I don't hurt her TOO badly. Starting tomorrow, she gets Clomid injections. I don't want to be the carrying partner just yet.

A new baby… how exciting. Any child I have with Jo will NEVER take your place, but Bright One, I can't hide from the maternal instinct. I want to have a baby.

Uncle Collins and I decimated so many oranges trying to get these shots just right. It was kind of funny. He's in the hospital now, pneumonia. He hasn't been the same since Angel died.

How can eight years pass in the blink of an eye? It seems like just yesterday I was complaining to Daddy because of my waddling and now I'm trying to conceive again. Maybe one day I'll carry. I really did enjoy being pregnant with you.

Whatever we have, Boy or Girl, will share your name meaning. Just to show you that you still matter.

We almost lost Uncle Roger this January. Five years to the day Mimi died. As he laid in a coma, he swears you, Auntie April and Mimi visited him, convincing him to stay on Earth, just because it made your daddy happy. Is that all you care about? Keeping Daddy happy?

As I'm sure you know, Daddy couldn't last with Leah. I'm not sure what happened, but I just know they aren't dating anymore. It's just odd. Maybe he just isn't over me.

Always know Mommy misses and loves you.

Love.

Mommy