I don't know how long it was, before they took me to him.
Everyone else got to see him, first.
When I got back there, to him, he was in an incubator.
He was so tiny, and cute.
I was excited to see that he had long fingers and toes, like his Mama.
My husband and I argued, happily, about whether he would play piano or guitar.
Everyone else got to see him, first.
When I got back there, to him, he was in an incubator.
He was so tiny, and cute.
I was excited to see that he had long fingers and toes, like his Mama.
My husband and I argued, happily, about whether he would play piano or guitar.
I just wanted to hold him.
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| The Sweet Little Hand I Got To Hold |
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