Mr. James,
I love to smell your soft newborn skin.
I love to kiss your little cheeks.
I even love your sweet newborn cry.
I love to rock you in my arms.
I guess that is the best part about being a third time mother.
I know these moments don't last.
I cherish them.
She calls him Gunnison.
I don't know if she will ever call him anything else.
I corrected her for a week.
"His name is James."
Now I am just going with it.
Kay brought her over chocolate milk, yogurt, gummy bears, and fruit.
She will buy her anything she craves.
Kay wants to see her put on a weight after her month long illness.
I asked her, "Why does Kay spoil you?"
She said, "Because she loves me."
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