My daughter was born a week and a half ago, which means I’m in the midst of that happy but sleep-deprived haze characteristic of the first few weeks or months caring for a new baby. I think she looks like her big brother, but so far, that’s about the only thing they have in common.
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Today is my son’s second birthday. Aside from a few notes in his baby book and my journal, I’ve never really written about his birth. I’m now 15 weeks pregnant with his little sister. As I prepare to do it all again, I’m reflecting on the day two years ago when I first met the tiny, wrinkly baby who has become my sweet, spirited, fearless, open, curious, affectionate child.
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