Savannah was about a year old when I learned I was pregnant again. It was a surprise but we were happy. I was 32 years old so I had the ol', "better now than later" attitude although I was terrified to raise two children only 20 months apart. Little did I know that those times would be the easiest in many ways. Savannah was about to be a big sister. And I was about to be "chosen".
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I would have felt the same way.
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