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January 2012

Hello Hope

Ten times I have gone into the hospital to deliver a baby, and every time I have two events I anticipate more than anything else. 
 
The first, of course, is the moment the baby makes her appearance and Captain Fun and I simultaneously laugh and cry at the wonder of it all.  No matter how many times we go through it, the experience still leaves us in awe.
 
And while I love ordering my food and receiving it on that wonderful tray that hangs right over my bed, and I certainly relish the 48 hours where I can hold, feed, and stare at the baby in isolation and silence, another event trumps these:  The moment when my other kids come to the hospital to meet their new sibling for the first time.
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