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Letters To Myself

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Dear ocean eyes peeping out from the bundle of pink,

Rest your head little one- it comes hard for you, I know, but maybe, just maybe, if Momma and Daddy get just a little more sleep, the screaming would stop.

Love,

Wondering who gets me on Christmas

 

Dear peering through the bars of what used to be your crib,

Momma and Daddy tried to get you excited about the new baby, but it sure made you angry when you could no longer crawl onto Mommy’s lap at bedtime.… READ THE REST

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