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You are so little, and now I am now responsible for you.
You have caused me a mix of emotions and questions.
Most of my questions are about you, but a few are about me.
I often find myself wondering about my character,
How did I let this happen?
When did this happen?
What are other people going to think?
Where are we going to be in ten years?
Who is going to get me through this?
Why am I even asking these questions?
These were the initial questions I asked myself when I was scared.
I will not let others tare me down, because this is something to be proud of.
But now I am beginning to embrace this and wonder about you,
Who are you?
How are going to change my life?
When do I get to meet you?
What am I going to do with you?
Why do I want to keep you?
Where are we going to live?
Being with you so far has allowed me to know the answers to a few questions,
You like it when mommy sings to you.
You like riding in the car.
You like when daddy reads to you.
You don’t like loud noises.
You don’t like causing hurt.
You don’t like knowing I am upset.
I feel like I know so much about you, and yet you are still a mystery to me.
I have begun a count-down on the calendar, until the day I get to meet you.
So I can either keep you all to myself, or give you away…
