Category: Mother’s Day
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To my fourth born, a daughter
What can I say??? You said it all, when I was weeding the garden, you came up under my arms, got in my face with that big smile and said…”I’m the baby you gotta love me”
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To my third born, a son
Your favorite TV show was “Sesame Street”. You innocently came up to me with your empty bowl of cherrios, stood there in your PJ’s, scratched your butt (as was your habit when you were about to say something profound) and spoke your very first sentence…”Um, that darn cookie monster ate it all up!” At a…
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To my second born, a daughter
You had it the hardest. You were born with such bright blue eyes and a smile that brightened the lives of family and strangers. You planted HOPE in your grandmother, when she was giving up, when in your 4 year old innocence, you crawled into her ICU bed, snuggling as close as you could. You never saw all the tubes…
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To my firstborn son Christopher
You came to me in human form from one small microscopic fertilized seed, growing mysteriously inside me, touching my heart and soul with your first kick. In my humanness I thought our labor together was all over when I saw your dead, lifeless body coming out of my body. Weeping uncontrollably as the nurses baptized…
