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when i saw my son for the first time last night after cuddling that wee baby at work, i was positively astonished at the contrast between that tiny soft lump of a child and my sturdy fun-loving tot. i picked him up and he was so heavy, all taut with ridges and angles and muscles and struggles. what a tremendous difference from the mewling babe, rooting and whimpering plaintively in my arms.



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