Dear Mowgli,

Today when I scolded you, you hugged me tight and said "Mowgliku kettipidikanam" (Mowgli wants to hug). I felt very bad and as in the last couple of months wondered yet again whether having another baby was the right decision or not. Should we have waited some more years? Is there a right answer? I dont know. All I know is that I hope that you love the baby, more than Dada or mama. That you two be there for each other always even when we are dead and gone. That you two will get into mischief and will cover up for each other and make fools out of us. That for both of you, God will bless you with all the happiness and love that you need and more. And that we be good parents to you both. The last is my worry. Are we good parents? Are we doing the right thing? In the end there is no right or wrong, we do what our heart and mind feels is best for you. Whether it was really the best, time will tell. So sweetie pie, cheer up. Mama and dada love you and nobody else can take your place. You are the one who made us parents, who taught us patience ( well, we have improved.. what more do you expect?), who taught us to stop and smile, who accomodated all our crazy trips and our crazier ideas, who adopted Cocoa into this crazy household... You are the firstborn and that is always special :-) I could go on and on, but life needs to be lived and loved... Lets do that and be back here with how it feels to be the Big Brother in a couple of days!

Ummmmmmma.

Luv,

dada and mama.