sweet crazy boy...
so smart it's scary...
what to say when you ask about your birth...
you already have, but you don't quite get it yet...
i tell you how happy i am to have had you... that you are my gift...
momma pushed and pushed, and the doctor said they had to hurry and get you out and they cut my tummy open to get you out...
that later, there was another surgery and my tummy was broken... that no more babies will grow in momma's belly...
how old will you be when you realize what that means?
human nature will cause you to wonder, i tell you now - i love you, it's not "your fault" never have i blamed you for what has happened. i blame no one... it's how it happened. i fear that you will one day wonder, and i know that i won't be able to calm those questions in your mind...
but know this always - I LOVE YOU
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