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Pregnancy number two
Pregnant once more, a surprise she would be. I was carrying a baby, dependent on me. Since I already had Shelby, no fear did I feel. Just excitement and doubt that this could be real. It wasn't an easy pregnancy still, the doctors we're worried that I'd get quite ill.
She was so strong as she moved inside of me. Every hiccup and kick, filled me with glee. At the end there was worry as her movements grew less, the doctor decided that induction was best. All at once I was filled with fear, my eyes overflowed as they started to tear. My
heart beat strong and knew she'd be fine. Nothing could take, this baby of mine. Labor was hard, the pain quite intense, but didn't last long for that I was blessed. There was no pushing, from me she came fast. Couldn't wait to be born and meet me at last. When finally I held her, it was plain to see. God sent an angel, down to me.
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