Ever-so-steadily we're preparing a place for Jonah. His nursery has become one of our favorite pastimes. Late last night, sitting in the stillness of his room, my mind was flooded with vision for the days ahead. I could almost hear Jonah's coos and cries and feel the warmth of his body against mine as I rocked. I crave him now more than ever . . . his touch, his sound . . . his scent. . .
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It looks SO good! It's all coming together and won't be very much longer.
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