heart heart heart i remember when my little boy was born. it was 3:59 a.m. and cold; my husband was working out of town. i went to the hosptial with my parnets. ares, my little boy, was benched so i had to have a c-section. i was in the room when my husband got there. it was a sirperize; my mom had called him when we got to the hosptial. he held my hand and kissed my softy on my forehead, and told me...we are going to be parents and thanks for giving him that chance. our son was 5 lbs. 5oz. and 17 inches in legth. when i first saw him, i touched his little hand with my finger and tears began to flow down. all things my mother told me came back to me. like "you will understand when you have your own, one day." he was so small...now he is 2 years old going on 3 this dec. the days, weeks, months and, years are go by so fast; i hope i'm being a better mom than mine. i love him so...i cry to see him hurt.
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