Not My Baby Anymore

I gave birth to this young man 14 years ago.  Isn’t he something? We watched his birth video the other day and of course I cried. How can I not? I waited for him for over four years. I longed to hold him in my arms so much that I thought my heart would break in two if someone else, other than me, got pregnant. Finally, on February 26, 1999, he joined our family and was the perfect addition. And now he’s a teenager who has less years at home than I care to admit. He’s an intelligent young man whose wit is contagious. His musical ability is tremendous. His understanding of technology is above par. His character is strong. He makes me laugh, smile, cry, get angry and rejoice. He is a gift.  See what I mean?

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