Monday
Nite - 8pm
January
31st 1944
Dearest darling
Preston:
Good news from the home front! I bought a baby buggy for
$18.50 (borrowed the money from Dad). It’s second-hand and belonged to one of
the doctor’s daughters here in town. Honestly, honey, it’s just like new except
for one worn spot. It is all steel with springe,
rubber tires, back rest and good black leather, a brake – and as an added
attraction it has a chrome handle and package compartment. Just
my height too. I’m so pleased and the baby likes it too. Right now he is
sound asleep in it. Did I do right?
I love you, honey. We’ve been married one year and three
months tonite and you are still my darling and the
only one for me.
The baby was good last nite. He
slept until 3 and then woke up wet so I changed him and gave him a drink; he
cried until 4 and then didn’t wake until 7. We all overslept. How he
does like to have his head washed (but not dried). His bowels don’t move good
enough to suit me so I gave him a little enema last nite.
It must have helped him because he went right to sleep. He hasn’t gone today
yet. I guess I worry too much. Norma was in tonite
when I was changing him and she says he is going to have a big George.
He’s so cute when I change him – all boy.
Straight hipped and he likes to be touched. We’re going to have to watch him.
He’s got a little button nose and his mouth is like a rose bud. In fact – he’s
just a model baby.
Mrs. Herman came over last night (she lives on the
corner) and brought a beautiful blanket. Pink and blue and
white with a row of pink ducks across the center. She thinks you are
wonderful too honey. She says you have a personality which draws people to you
and that you are solid – no foolishness about you. Anna was here also and
brought the baby another little blanket and a hot water bottle.
Bob has had to have his foot lanced and isn’t feeling so
well. I wrote your mother today. Are you better? I’ve worried about you all
day. Were you sick or was it a hangover? What’s new at coup?
The weather is terrible here. Snow –
sleet – rain – ice – wind. Cuddling weather, if you know what I mean.
I’m dying to curl up inside you again but I will try to be patient. There are so many others whose hearts are
breaking.
Now take care of yourself for us, sweety.
Keep smiling and work hard. It helps make time go a little faster anyhow. We’re
counting on you. Goodnight, honey, sleep good. I’m thinking of you and I love
you. Always –
Your Maggie