Dear Baby "T",
It is 8 PM here at home in Berkeley, and 6 AM where you are in Ethiopia. I wonder what you are up to, and I think about you all the time. I hope that someone is holding you and giving you a lot of attention. I hope that someone is singing to you or telling you a story at night. I hope that you are happy and loved, and that you are getting everything you need to grow.
Even though we have never been together, I already miss you. Although paperwork has not been cleared, I already consider you my baby girl. And even though I have never held you or looked into your eyes, I already love you.
-Mommy
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