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This is my first born son. Playing soccer. Isn't he amazing? I stare at this picture. A lot. And try to figure out how the heck I created such an awesome kid. Look at him. I am so proud to be his mom. And so lucky to have him in my life. Every time I think, I just can't take it anymore, that I am ready to throw in the towel, run a way, give up on life as I know it, I picture this. Perfection that is my child. I don't think he will ever realize how important he is to me. How he has saved my life. Just by being.

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