PUBLISHED ON (IN MY OLD
BLOG):
8/5/11 4:08 PM
I have carried a baby in my body. I have comforted a baby on my chest. I
have kissed booboos, been puked, peed and pooped on. Woke up to a
hungry baby and stayed up all night with a sick baby, but I wouldn't
have it any other way. My body isn't magazine PERFECT, but when I look
in the mirror, I see a MOM, & there is NO greater HONOR or
BLESSING.
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