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My son

My son I remember you being born I remember hearing your first cry. I was so happy to meet you to hear you I let out a huge sigh. I was finally meeting my baby my boy my son. I knew at this point my life is just beginning it had just begun. I finally had to mature and grow up and be a good mother. To someone I couldn’t think I could love more than any other. My son I am so proud of the boy you’re turning out to be. Your soft you’re sensitive you’re strong and shy you’re a lot like me. I love you more than the moon the sun and the stars. I love you and I’m proud to wear these scars. I made one of the most beautiful boys I will ever have the honour to meet. You’re so amazing so wonderful I created you I am in shock and I need to take a seat . You’re special you’re amazing you’re one of a kind a beautiful person inside and out. You make me so happy you’re the only person I really want to talk about.

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