I remember as if it were yesterday! A beautiful clear day - hot and sunny, humidity in the air, the park full of rambunctious kids and attentive parents -- after all it was June. Your mother, my sister Sheila, was absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was meticulous; make-up perfect; clothing impeccable; and round and plump with pregnancy. TJ and Quent were running wildly about squealing with laughter and having fun. TJ was your mother's "Baby"; Quent was your Aunt Maxine's "Baby". I didn't have a "Baby". So, on that day, I looked at your beautiful mother, pointed and said "That's my Baby!" A month later on July 23, you were born. From that day to this, you have been my "Baby".
I couldn't wait to get my hands on you at the hospital. OMG you were such a pretty baby, and I made sure everyone within earshot knew that you were my "Baby". In other words, Your Mommy, your Daddy and I, your MaMa, had a bouncing baby boy on that day.
I love you, Baby!
Andi
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