I've officially entered my "Rasta" phase. Everything Jamaican. I am currently knitting
a baby blanket in the colors of the Jamaican flag. My sister says, "Why not just hang up a photo of an enlarged pot leaf?"
She has a point. What if Pepin isnt as thrilled as Jamaica as I am?
For now, I am working a light job at a dr.'s office. Sometimes, when the doctor comes for his lunch break, I sit with
him and we talk about the baby. It is hard for me, because I speak little Japanese. I do, however, speak enough to make appointments
and to understand when the doctor says: "Beautiful, Blathnaid. He is going to be perfect."