Continued "Conversation" Two

Dear Momma,
I've been meaning to do this again for a while now. It's sort of cathartic, I guess is the best way I know how to explain it. Anyway, I've had all these random thoughts, just floating around in my head - things that don't make sense, don't add up. Stuff that just comes to me; when I'm sitting down eating, or chasing the kids, or driving somewhere. I'll give you a little peek into my brain...I think a list is probably gonna work best. Here goes nothing, 'kay?

-The boy in "Phenomenon" - you know, the John Travolta movie - kinda gives me a glimpse at what I think Boogaloo might look like when he gets older...if he keeps his chubby cheeks. But only the scene where George is trying to help him be OK with the reality that he's gonna die.

-I'm not done having babies - I know that for a fact. And it's a big deal in my relationship with The Husband. If he had his way, we'd both be scheduling our respective surgeries to make it physically impossible for that to happen.

-I'm starting to understand a fraction of what you went through before Daddy got his breathing machine. The thought smothering The Husband has seriously crossed my mind on more occasions than I'd like to admit.

-I cannot start and finish anything in one sitting, unless I do it in the middle of the night. The reality of this has created a bad situation for retaining my train of thought and being able to keep my topics flowing. Perfect example of it? I had a ton-load of random ideas floating around in my head when I started this...that was 3 days ago, though, and I seriously lost the majority of them.

I think I'm gonna hafta close out here, before I get too frustrated with the situation. I'll get back on top of some of it in the middle of some other night, so I can work it out, from start to finish, all at once.

I love you, Momma, always and forever.
-The #1 Daughter