Dear Diary, March 10,1943


My cough has become so much worse. I haven't been able to sit up quickly or or run or do anything alone or quickly. I have a few months until my baby decided to show his face. O yes it's a boy. We have decided to name him John. It's a miracle. I have a human growing in me and when i begin to reminisces on this i look outside and see that there are 2000 new tanks that have been given to the German army. It worries me a lot that my husband is actually going to fight on the front lines of this up coming battle. There is a rumor that my husband is driving the led tank. I hope he is back before the baby comes. But i must go. I will write when i can.

Love ,
Maria