Mummy is beginning to look a lot like a whale. My ankles are swollen and my back is killing me. I'm still trying to be cheerful but it's getting harder because you're getting heavier. I'm sure there's not much room left in there to move around. Don't you want to be free?
Mummy and Daddy want to hold you, kiss you, love you. There are people waiting to meet you. Oh and St. Kobe's day will be here soon. Mummy wants to do a quest. So please come soon, baby. Love, Mummy
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Rosa at a glanceNames: Rosa Rosewell, Rosa Rosewell-Barthel, Rosa Rosewell van Loon Archives
March 2011
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