Dear Violet Maeve,
Your face is so familiar to me, as if I've known you all my life. I guess I was waiting for you here. As much as I feel certain I know every inch of you, I equally and utterly am in thrall of your total self-possession. You are so intent, so intelligent, so bright-eyed and aware - when you are not sleeping or screaming - that I wonder where you really came from and what you truly are. A wonder, a Buddha, a beautiful, wise, serene happy baby. That is what I want for you most of all - happiness. And fearlessness. Fearless Violet, you are going to move mountains. I would like for you to be curious and good, healthy and compassionate and sweet. I feel so lucky to be your mother. I can't believe what we've already become in just a few short/long weeks. Happy one month birthday, darling. Can't wait to find out what happens next. p.s. please sleep again like you did last night: up only once, brilliant girl!
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