My Mommy Heart - a poem for my baby

My Mommy Heart - a poem for my baby

A worrier by nature, all the "what ifs" raced through my mind. The biggest fear - her choking. So my fingers hovered very near (and sometimes in) her mouth, ready to scoop that pear out should it threaten to choke my baby. It didn't. And I came to an important realization.

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