It's my baby's birthday.
It's weird how birthdays work. You know they are coming, but when you wake up on your child's birthday, it's like you've been hit by a rock... especially when you realize they are pretty much all grown up.
It's weird how birthdays work. You know they are coming, but when you wake up on your child's birthday, it's like you've been hit by a rock... especially when you realize they are pretty much all grown up.
But when I look at her, I still see this.
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