Tag: Infant
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On Seven Months, Scoots, and your Favorite Things
Son, The other day, you turned seven months old. What this means is a. it’s been a few weeks since I’ve last written you (sorry) 2. you have lots of new skills that I haven’t mentioned to you yet d. Rogue hasn’t eaten you yet, so things are progressing nicely You can pretty much sit up…
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The Story of You
The Story of You I am sitting in the delivery room with your mother and it’s 12:35 a.m. on February 4, 2018. She is in so much pain and I’m watching her thinking, “I would do anything to make her pain go away.” We still have a long way to go, but all the nervous…
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The First Letter to my Son
I remember being in high school and having notebooks full of poetry. One of the poems I wrote was titled “To my Son,” and for the life of me, I can’t remember what it said. The point is, I think I’ve always known I was going to have a son. I think there are a…
From Ryan to Reagan and Koen 