07.05.2008
1..2…3… I watched dumbfounded as my 1 – year old baby Jamaine hit her head with her tiny hand. Just a few seconds ago, I had pried the electric plug gently but firmly from her hand, triggering the scene I had just seen. I didn’t know how to react next. Too many worries were rushing [...]
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06.21.2008
9am. The sun was up in all it’s glory. Jamaine and Kalia were wide awake, ready to start the day.
I sluggishly settled both babies in the living room so I could eat a quick breakfast.
I popped Jamaine’s Dora the Explorer DVD in the player and plopped her on the mini sofa. Kalia was content cooing in her crib while looking at Winnie the Pooh.
I headed to the kitchen to fix myself some hot chocolate, my morning cup of comfort.
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