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On Her Way

April 13, 2015

Somewhere, sometime, before I realized it happened, she stopped being a drowsy newborn.

No more blob.

No more squishy marshmallow.

No longer content to sleep on my chest, night and day.

She’s a baby.

She’s alert.

Awake.

Watching.

Kicking.

Moving.

Constantly.

She’s a little person.

And she’s on her way.

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