next to me

and I looked at him

and he was stark naked

waving his arms

wide awake

looking at the lights on the ceiling

and I saw that his right thumb was withered

and I said to the Doctor

"What's wrong with his thumb?"

and the Doctor looked at it and laughed

and said

"He's been sucking on it in the womb"

and that struck me as so darn cute

that I couldn't help but like him.

A nurse took him out of the isolette

wrapped him in a blue flannel blanket

and laid him next to me

and asked

"What's his name?"

and I said

"His name is Adam"

even though I knew Larry wanted to name him

Jeffrey

but I figured I was the one who went through all that pain

to give him life

so I could pick his name.

When I was back in my room

Larry came in

and said

"He's totally bald."

I was in a feisty mood

so I said to him

"Look, he's your son

and we can't send him back

so deal with it."

Later, Mom called me

and I told her that having a baby hurts

and I wished she had told me that it did

and Mom said

"Oh, honey, now it wasn't that bad

and the Lord gave you a little boy

to love and cherish

for your Christmas present this year"

I broke into tears

and I said to Mom

"You're right, Mom"

and I swallowed my tears

and got on with the business of being a Mom myself.

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