Yesterday I hypothesized about your powers to make me believe I am pregnant. Instead of boxing up all of your red and green goodness, I made the trip to Wal-Mart. I bought a pregnancy test.
And you know what?
I am not pregnant this time.
Thank you for making me believe I was pregnant for a couple hours. It was fun. Thank you for reminding me how much I want to hug and hold my babies. I love being a mother.
Thank you for reminding me how magical babies are. You do after all represent the miracle of a baby that was born in a stable many years ago. The baby who grew into a man and saved all mankind.
Thank you for reminding me of the miracle we call Christmas.
Love,
Angie
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