Febrary 14, 1983
Mommo,
Happy Valentine’s
Day! Just wanted to update you on what’s going on at the Jordan house.
Amanda is adjusting great to the new baby. Honestly, I was prepared for the
worst, ready to diffuse fits of jealousy and sooth injured feelings, but she
hasn’t given me a bit of trouble. I guess she has resigned herself to the
fact that she isn’t the baby anymore. Or maybe she doesn’t realize
she is no longer the only child in the house, that Sarah is just my babydoll.
That she is on the same level as the cat-always around, but never really that
vital to the household. She’s just something soft to pet.
Amanda has been “helping” me take care of Sarah. She watches while
I wash her tiny fingers and toes, strokes her fuzzy head while I feed her. I’m
trying to keep my baby happy and at the same time, let my first baby know how
much I love her and that I will always love her the same as I did before Sarah
was born. I let her know that I love them equally and nothing will change that.
The funny thing is, she doesn’t need as much convincing as I thought. She
doesn’t seem to view Sarah as a threat. Who knows, maybe I’ll end
up one of those few, lucky mothers who have daughters that get along.
It’s playtime,
so I must go. Call you soon. I love you.
Judy