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My Child

There sit my sweet child as he was born yesterday. The bonding between a mother and her child through 9 months inside of a mother's womb was an incredible and precious feeling I remember the first day he came into this world with many emotional joy and tears as I held him in my arms I said to myself this is such a miracle and blessing To have a little angel Oh, he was the tiny and cute little bundle as I rock him to sleep every night There sit my child he was young and innocent display with his teddy bear toy As I looked across from the room from the distance watching him learn how to crawl and walk he was so sweet and adorable His rosy cheeks, chubby face, blonde hair and blue-eyed his eyes lightened up with joy and ecstatic as he called me mama to be cuddled in my arms Oh, he was such a mama's joy and pride I would not trade him for anything in the whole wide world Now my little precious child has grown up to be a fine, handsome young man that made his mama proud to call him her son He often tells me that I am the best mother that he could ever ask for the love and care that I instilled in him to be the amiable person that he is today

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