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AS TOLD FROM MOTHER TO SON:

I found out I was going to be a mother at 29. I was so excited. I have new life in my life. . . for the rest of my life.

When I was at the surgery room, I was lying down. The nurse put a heavy thing, like a rock on my stomach. It is the first touch of my baby.

When I first saw you, you were cute and loving and always smiling. I knew I have the responsibility to take care of you, full support with love and care, no matter what kind of situation. 

One night [after going home from the hospital], you had a skin infection — your body was all red and purple. I was so worried. I cried because I felt like I didn’t know how to take care of you. There’s still a long way to go in your life. Am I going to be a good mom? It's just a lot of doubt. I just want you to have joy and to be healthy.


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