Playing the Role Pt. 2

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“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy”

“Yes, baby”

“Um…”

“Maaaaawwwwwwwmmmmmmmyyyyyy”

“Come here honey, what’s wrong?”

“Mommy, hold me”

“Mommy, I don’t feel good”

“Come here baby, Mommy’s got you”

Lindsay was so great at this. I was her support with this. They never wanted daddy in all of this. Mommy is the “rescue”, Daddy is the “rescue” support.

I will do my best little guys. Bare with me, I’m trying. I love you too. Mommy was good, there is no denying that. I can’t replace that, but I can hold you, kiss your booboo better, give you your medicine and I promise to make sure you get better.

I watched your Mommy, studying her every move. I had a good teacher.

"I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be."

Gabe

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