Making It to Our Third Christmas With Charlie
Making It to Our Third Christmas With Charlie Shelby Brimley © The Mighty The author’s son using his walker, looking at Santa “Hello, baby,” I said, tears streaming down my face as I readjusted his tiny body. The OBGYN had just caught our newborn boy and placed him on my chest. I soaked in his face and his touch as Scott, my husband, clipped the umbilical cord. The nurse briefly took the baby from me to weigh and measure him, giving him an Apgar Score of seven — he was healthy. Sooner than I expected, Scott and I were left alone in our room with our little newborn.
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