The other day, I looked at a magazine that had the newest royal baby on the cover--you know, the now third-in-line to the throne in England. On the inside, they had a spread of pictures of the princess and all the things she had worn as she went through her pregnancy. Those magazines are always looking at the fashion aspect, but as I looked at those pages I didn't even notice her clothes; all I could see was her expanding belly, from tiny little speed bump all the way to this-baby-could-come-anytime roundness.
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| working on the hands-and-knees-crawling thing |
I started to cry. I've seen pregnant women since Aubrey arrived; I've watched good friends get bigger and have their precious babies. I don't know why this hit me like it did. I guess I'm still not over not getting to go through an entire pregnancy...I hadn't realized that it still makes me sad that I didn't carry Aubrey as long as I should have, that I didn't get all round and have people feel her kicking. It seems stupid now, looking at my beautiful daughter and how well she's doing and how far she's come, but I guess I'll always mourn the fact that she didn't stay with me as long as she needed to, that she didn't get an easier start to life.
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| stuck in "baby jail" while at work with me |
I want to give her the best life possible. I just...I can't even explain how much I love this baby. There aren't enough words.
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| such a silly baby. :) |
-Keli
That is just the way God made us. The way be are suppose to love our babies....and it NEVER goes away. I love you that way, my baby girl.
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