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Special Delivery I was all for pushing the envelope and having you, fresh from warm amniotic fluid, squealing, blessed by blood, and remnants of black, tar-like stuff, and with a belly button chord still attached. You required 48 hours of painful labor, and immense love from everybody (but especially, me). So, you wanted a coming out party? Well, this was it. Now, let me hold you in my arms and celebrate! |
Additional Notes:
This is an ode to a new granddaughter!
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