The Manic Miracle
How many times have we heard parents gush about nothing being as miraculous as the first time they held their baby in their arms? I waited for that moment so anxiously I was starving for it. As soon as the doctor got sight of my little man during delivery, I reached down and stroked his hair to let him know mama was there and waiting to get her hands on him. I was, of course, as high as a kite, having proudly taken so much gas and air and then an epidural, that I could snap away selfies and crack jokes between pushes. We cheered when our doc announced my munchkin had arrived looking healthy. We counted ten fingers and ten toes and my hubby cut the cord just like we had practiced… Then the BIG moment arrived! They placed my son on my chest and I looked down to find a grayish...
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