I forget, sometimes, how much I am in it. He has a way of reminding me, of bringing its magnitude to the front and center of my awareness. He brings out my gratitude, my awe, my sheepish grins.
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Baby Crazy
It hits me sometimes. In those quiet moments when it’s just me and my womb, when I’m watching a very special episode of the latest TV show to jump the shark, when I see the perfect little tot acting perfectly perfect… I want a baby. I don’t particularly like children. I find them more than…
