I rejoiced when I felt your first flutter of movement.
I cried when I first held you, first saw your precious face, first heard your cries.
And now, my heart aches, for I know that you are almost grown up, almost ready to make your own way in this world.
But you will always be my babies.
You will always be that tiny heartbeat... that first flutter... that tiny cry.
I love you both, more than words can express.
Mama
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