|the first year|
To be honest, I wasn’t completely sure I could handle two kids. His older sister, 3 years old at his birth, had seemed to complete our family. It took some deep thinking before I convinced myself to have another. Now, I can’t imagine how I ever thought twice. This kind, gentle soul has blessed me with a multitude of gifts that I never imagined I would receive, and with an infinite amount of joy and love. Now, twelve years later, he still has the same large round head and deep dark eyes that gaze on the world with amazing thoughtfulness and humility.
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