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It all seems so long
ago already.
We're with you every day, watching you grow and change, learning
about, with and through you. We have constant and tangible contact.
There's a great deal we still don't know, but we're able to watch
with our eyes and somehow even the intangibles become very concrete.
Things weren't that way
while you were still a fetus. Not able to see you, and inexperienced
in the wonders of pregnancy, everything was hidden - not only from
our sight but from our comprehension as well. We had to do an awful
lot of guessing. Numerous books about pregnancy and about your growth
within the womb were always within reach. They helped us form a
picture of what was happening by you. They were informative and
fascinating, but fortunately, they still left a great deal to our
imagination.
By the tenth week of
pregnancy, even though you were still almost insignificant in size,
the books told us that some of the most fascinating aspects of your
growth were already behind you. An important opportunity to establish
contact seemed to be slipping away. Still, it was only then that
I began to feel that there was any validity in writing you. Not
that I thought that you could read, but by this time we were becoming
intensely aware of your existence, and were even allowing ourselves
to picture you well into the future, not as a fetus hidden away
from us, developing almost secretly, but as a real entity with whom
we'd be able to truly interact.
So I wrote you weekly
communiques.
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