Our Story

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Our Story

One million prayers won't bring you back,
I know because I've tried.
Neither will one million tears,
I know because I've cried.

This is Our Story as best I could reiterate, please forgive me if you have trouble following.
It was the evening of July 31, 2005 that our lives would be changed forever.
I was 16 weeks pregnant. My family and I were getting ready to go out to eat at
Pizza Hut. It was approximately 7:00 PM. As any pregnant woman can relate to
the "issues" we face with our bladder, I figured I should go now as we had a
lengthy drive ahead of us. As I sat back down in my chair to wait for my other
children to finish getting ready suddenly I felt a "pop" in my abdomen.
Nothing can describe the dread that suddenly came over me because I was sure I
knew what happened. I had just had my third child November 24, 2005 so I was
well aware of what kicking felt like. This was not a kick. It was about 7:15 PM.
I got up and went to the bathroom again and I already felt the fluid that was
supposed to keep my baby alive leaving my body. As I sat there in the bathroom
all I could do was pray that I was wrong. By the third time getting up and down
off the toilet I knew I wasn't. Next time I stood up there was blood every where
it seemed. I called for Shane and he came in and I said we need to go to the
hospital. He packed up the kids and I jumped in the shower to clean up and we left.

I remember sitting in the E.R. waiting area thinking why is this taking so long?
Why aren't they coming for me, my baby is dying, why aren't they trying to save
my baby? What was probably only minutes seemed like hours. Next thing I know I am
alone in a small room, crying, and scared for my baby who I knew was too small to
have a chance to survive and that was even if there WAS still life flowing through
my babies body. All I could think was that the waiting was the worst part.
Boy, would that prove to be wrong when the OBGYN department finally got there to
check me out. But before they got there the nurse came in to see why I was
crying so hysterically. I couldnt understand why she was asking me this.
I wanted to scream at her, Don't you know my baby is dying?!? Instead I choked
through the tears that I didn't want to lose my baby. At the time I just thought
the nurse was ignorant but soon I would find out why I was not being treated as a
priority case. She proceeded to say to me I don't know why you are getting so upset.
It is not uncommon to bleed in the beginning lots of woman do and they go on to
be fine. Again I choked through my tears to say to her, you didn't see how much
blood there was and still is coming out of me. She basically down-played the whole
thing and told me I should just relax everything was probably fine and being that
upset isn't good for the baby. Oh God, how I wished she were right, but I just
knew different. Something was terribly wrong. Finally after hours of waiting in
walks the OBGYN Dr. and that is when I learned the troubling news why I
was NOT treated as a priority. When she asked when was the first day of my last
period her face went blank. While I was waiting they had taken bloodwork on me to
check my numbers to see for sure how far along exactly I was. I guess the woman
doing my chart either misheard me or just didn't chart it right and had put that I
was only just a few weeks pregnant NOT 16 weeks pregnant!!!!! There was the next
bombshell the Dr. said my numbers were off the chart and that now explains why.
The E.R. department was treating me as a simple misscarriage!!! I could not believe it.
The Dr. proceeded to do an abdominal ultrasound after seeing that I was actually 16
weeks along not 3, to see if they could see any visible reasons for what was happening.
There were serious looks and silence. I kept asking do you see anything?
I would get no answer. Having been through many ultrasounds before I had a good idea
what she was looking at. I could see my baby's chest and my heart sunk, I couldn't
see a heartbeat. But then wait, was that it? Did I just see a flickering or was my
heart and mind playing tricks on me wishfully mistaking the poor screen resolution
as a heartbeat? Again I asked are you able to see anything at all as to what is going on?
The Dr. proceeds to get and say that she needs to call down the head OBGYN Dr. to come
look at things. Once again I am alone because Shane is out in the waiting room with our
other 3 kids. He has no clue how bad things actually are at this point. Next thing I
know he walks in with our then 8 month old and I just lost it. I said something is
terribly wrong but she wouldn't tell me anything. He couldn't stay with me long because
he had to get back to the waiting room to be with our other 2 kids. I was emotionally
exhausted at this point having been crying for hours, but yet the tears never stopped
flowing and the lump in my throat never went away and the pain in my heart only ached more.

It seemed like forever before the other Dr. finally showed up with the first woman
who had done the ultrasound. He asked me the same thing I was asked 5 times before
to explain what happened. I hated having to relive it, I just wanted to find out
what was going on. Finally he began doing the ultrasound and again I searched the
screen for a heartbeat. He was looking around every where. Finally he spoke and it
were the last words I actually comprehended for the next 24 hours. He said there
was absolutely NO fluid left around the baby and the baby had only a faint heartbeat.
All I could think was that my baby was still alive but fading fast, my baby was
dying and there was nothing I could do. Without the fluid my baby could not breath,
there was no hope, no chance for survival. I would have to be admitted to labor and
delivery and be induced. I wished and prayed there were another way but the Dr. could
see no reason for the bleeding but the fact of how much I was bleeding it was safest
for my life to have my baby. It was then that I became compeltely inconsolable and
cried tears that came from the depths of my soul I didn't even know existed. I told
them to get Shane. And then they were gone, alone again. I had no words for Shane for
what must have been an agonizing 20 minutes for him because he had no idea what was going on.
Finally I was able to gasp out that our baby was dying, that there was no fluid and a
faint heartbeat and no chance for survival. That I would be admitted and induced. And then
we cried together.

Another eternity went by before someone came to get me to bring me to the room where I
would spend my only time with my baby. But I didn't care because all I could think of
was holding on and not giving up my baby. When I was finally as settled in as I could
and things were explained to me how they would be done etc. I was given the medicine to
bring on labor, this was at approximately 3:45 AM. I was left alone again and all I could
do was cry and keep asking why over and over, just to never have an answer. Suddenly the
thought of my baby dying inside me was followed by a new wave of tears and nausea. A big
part of me was hoping terribly that as my baby passed that there be no pain. I was so
afraid of there being suffering in my baby's passing, but I have learned to live with the
fact that I will never have that answer. The other part of me tried very hard to find
comfort in hoping that my baby passed with ease inside the safety and warmth of my womb.

The tears eventually put me to sleep for just a short while before I was woken up with excrutiating pain followed by the feeling like something
was down there ready to come out and I cried nooooo, not yet, not now I am not ready.
I called for the nurse and she went to check me to see if I was dialating and as I felt
her check me I felt something come out and I just looked at her and said that was it
wasn't it? And with sorrow in her eyes she shook her head and again I cried. That was it
my baby was both here and gone. As she did what she needed to do she asked if we knew
what it was, I had no idea, she said our baby was a boy. At 7:34 AM on August 1, 2005 I
gave birth to our baby boy. And then the hysterics set in, suddenly it felt so much more
painful and real knowing now our baby was a little boy. We lost our son, our baby boy has
passed. And then I made what I now feel was ONE of the biggest mistakes that I will regret
forever. She offered me the choice to see him now of they could take him and clean him up
and I could wait for Shane and they would bring him back in then. For some reason to this
day I cannot explain and will forever regret I said no. I said I wanted to wait. Maybe it
was fear of what I would see I don't know but I try not to obsess. But boy do I regret that
decision. When she took my baby boy away to clean him up etc I made the hardest call in my
life. I called home to Shane and told him the baby was here and that we had a baby boy.
I told him if he wanted to see him and spend time with him he better come soon. My other
nurse came in to check on me because they were waiting to see if the placenta would come on
its own, and asked if I was ready to see my baby boy. I decided that even though Shane
wasn't there yet I was ready and wanted some time alone with him. When she brought him to me
I was not prepared for what I would see. He was the most beautiful sleeping miniature Angel,
fully formed with the handsomest face and cutest button nose, he had 10 perfect little
fingers and 10 perfect little toes and long legs. He was amazing to me and still is.
He was in a little yellow knit hat and wrapped in a beautiful knit blanket. All I could do
was cry, but suddenly the tears were not all filled with pain from losing him but rather
mixed with pride and joy in knowing we created such a beautiful perfect Angel. I proceeded
to unbundle his precious little body to see as much as I could for these would be the
memories to last me a lifetime. He was exactly where he should have been for 16 weeks
but still so tiny at only 4 ounces. My nurse had taken a regular full-term size new born
hat, untied the top of it and placed his tiny body inside and then cut slits in it for his
arms. It was a nice gesture but I wished she would not have done that, I wanted to see all
of him, study and memorize every tiny inch of his body but was so afraid of how delicate
and fragile he was to take it off. All I could do was life it up a little and try to see
what I could. He was just so beautiful. It was then that I knew what I had to do.
Our baby boy needed a name. I knew from past talks with my fiance, Shane when we were still
pregnant with our now almost 10 month old daughter that if we had a boy he wanted to name him
after himself. I knew that was what I had to do. There was no greater gift that I could give
to both my son and my fiance.
Shane Robert Langley Jr. it was a perfect name for a perfect Angel.

Our time alone together was all too short. Shane had arrived and it was time for him to meet
his baby boy, his namesake. He was not prepared for what he saw either. Even though Baby Shane
was so tiny he was far more developed and bigger than what his Daddy was expecting.
And that's when it hit him, my rock was now crumbling before my eyes. Up to that point he had
been upset but kept it together for our kids and for me. But the dam had broke and the tears
seemed endless. When I was finally able to talk I told him about the decision I made.
The look on his face and reaction to hearing his baby boy be called Shane Jr. was as
priceless and rewarding as I could have hoped. The next few hours were filled with many tears
and smiles and hard decisions to make. But we took things in stride as best as we could and
tried to get as many photos as we could. And looking back now that was where I made my biggest
mistake ever that continues to stab me in my heart, When the nurse first brought him to me I
was so in awe of him and the pain of losing such a precious life and just trying to breath that
I didn't know what I was doing or saying but she had asked if I wanted her to take a picture of
me holding my baby boy and again for some reason unexplainable still to this day, I said no.
Oh, how my mind body and soul ache right now as I type this thinking that I don't even have
one single picture of me holding my baby. But yet through all the sadness and stress of making
final decisions I managed to be cognizant enough to get a picture of Shane holding his son,
Shane Jr. The only way I get through my days sometimes is to just try to be thankful for the
photos and mementos I DO have instead of lingering on the things that in a time of such
tremendous grief I wasn't thinking clearly on. After all the formalities were done and plans
were made we were left to say our goodbyes. That was so hard for me as this was to be my third
time leaving the hospital with empty arms and a heavy heart this time being different because
my arms and heart would never get to be full with the warmth of our little boy.
Memories, photos and all his little keepsakes are all we will have until we meet again.

The next couple days leading up to Baby Shane's wake were a blur. I found myself often
sitting and just staring out the window of the car and tears just streaming down my face.
And then the morning of the wake came, August 3, 2005 Time: 11:00 AM - 12:00 PM.
Another one of the hardest days of my life. But it was beautiful and we couldn't have
asked for more. I felt great sadness but great peace to be in the presence of my
Angel Baby Shane. That hour did not last nearly long enough because I found myself having
a hard time leaving my baby again. I wanted him home with us so badly. But I knew it would
only be a few more days until we would have him home forever. Our son Baby Shane Jr. was
cremated and we now have him here with us and that puts me at ease.
I only wish he were here in the flesh.

How very softly you tiptoed into my world, almost silently, only a moment you stayed, but what an imprint your footsteps have left upon my heart.

Life just seems to be passing us by like nothing has ever happened.
Somehow I cannot get through even one day without thinking of my sweet Angel Baby Shane.
I find myself now thinking of what life would have been like with our baby boy and I feel
so much anger against the forces that took him from me. It was wrong, he was supposed to
grow up with his baby sister who now will only have memories that we tell her because she
was too young at only 8 months old to understand anything that happened. Baby Shane and his
sister would have been just like their Daddy and Auntie Brenda, they were only 11 months apart,
Baby Shane and Cheyanne would have been about 13 months apart. I sit here and ache wondering if
he would have looked like her or had any of her wonderfully funny quirky attributes.
I hate not knowing, and I hate not being able to know.
Our baby boy is sorely missed but deeply Loved.

I came across this graphic and the first thing I thought of was that was exactly how
I imagined Baby Shane and his big sister Cheyanne, playing together.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Well my sweet baby boy it has been one month since you touched our lives with your presence.
I have to say that I have never felt such a dramatic varying combination in time gone by as
I do right now. Some minutes it feels as though August 1, 2005 was ages ago and I am grabbing
onto every memory I have in fear of forgetting little details like your beautiful long fingers
and button nose. And other minutes the sorrow and joy are as fresh and clear as if I were
living that day all over again. I lit a candle today in your honor. We all miss you so terribly
and we hope you have found peace and love with other family who have passed, enough to get
you through the days until we can be together again.
Have fun playing with the Angels My Sweet Baby Boy.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Saturday, October 01, 2005

I woke up this morning to the fact that it has been 2 months since we lost our Baby Shane.
Baby Shane....I still have such yearning to hear my baby's name.
Still no one really mentions Baby Shane and that bothers me a great deal.
I still find myself on the verge of tears at least once a day if not actually crying.
Daddy has been having a hard time lately too, especially because of my new obsession
to find things to commemorate October 15th in honor of all the babies born and lost too soon.
I have been unable to locate any awareness bracelets but I did find basic blue and pink ones
that say "Angel" on them and a blue one that says "Doll Baby" which I felt was so appropriate
as I always thought of Baby Shane as my little doll baby. So at least I have those.
I am going to order a Precious Moments figurine soon that will be in honor of our baby
called "Pearly Gates" and it will be personalized with his name and date.
It will mean a lot to me to have that but it is a bit pricey.
Well I guess that's about all for now, we are just taking things one day at a time.
Our Love will never fade no matter how many days pass and I am trying to make sense of the pain too.
I hope this next month will be easier and you are still having fun with all the other Angel Babies.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Hi Angel, today marks month 3 in our journey through this lifes lesson.
I miss you more today than ever. I think this is because I am starting to feel
what it will be like not having you here for ANY Holidays. Halloween just passed.
While I know it is not a major holiday for most it is stemmed around children.
I am sad you will never experience pumpkin picking, hayrides, warm cider and many others.
This has made me realize more so that we won't be able to share any Holiday joys together,
beyond inside my heart. I have found out that this is my next step in our journey....
I must learn to not let my pain and sorrow that I feel for you not being a part of things
here on earth affect the true meaning of the holidays to come and why we are together to
celebrate. I need to learn it is possible to remember you and wish you were there and be
able to have a good time without feeling guilty. I don't know how long this will take,
but my hope is in time for Christmas so I can give the best part of me to the rest of
the family. We'll see.

On to other things I suppose. October 15th came and went it seems so quickly but the day
left a big impact behind. We met three other wonderful families during our little trip
to Rhode Island's State Capitol. Unfortunately due to inclement weather prior to that
evening the original get together had been canceled unbeknownst to all of us.
While some may have let this bring them down we did not. We had come prepared just in case.
We had purchased a small helium tank, balloons, ribbon, notepaper, pens, and candles
of our own. I guess this is what some may call a "sign" or "fate". We were able to then
share all our stuff with the other three families and that brought us much joy that we
were able to turn a sad and painful event into a positive experience I hope for all of them.
God Bless all your families. We wrote notes to you Angel and placed them in the balloons.
We then decorated the outside of the balloons and at exactly 7:00 PM Eastern we all lit our
candles and said our prayers and released your balloons. It was a good feeling and a good night.

I ordered your Precious Moments figurine today. I can't wait to see it. Your memorial alter
will then be complete aside from any seasonal decorative additions we choose to make.
I guess that's about it for updates.....

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Hi sweet Angel, another month has past which brings us to 4 months total.
I wish I could say things are better but in fact they seem to be getting harder again.
I find myself having a hard time acknowledging the fact that the Christmas season
is upon us. I am finding little joy in the things that used to bring me great joy
such as driving around to see all the houses lit up so pretty. Your daddy tries really
hard to pretend he is OK for my sake but I wish he wouldn't. I think this Christmas
is seeming so hard on me because I know that right around that time you probably
would have been here with us as your original due date, January 13, 2006 approaches.
If it weren't for your daddy digging all the Christmas stuff out of the closet I don't know
if I would have. This is very hard on me because I know your brother and sisters deserve
more. So I have made a promise to myself and silently to them to try harder. We just miss
you so much. A few weeks ago I swear I saw a shooting star, the first thing that came to mind
was you. I have not seen a shooting star since childhood. If that was from you thank you for
saying hello = ).
On to more positive stuff, we got your Precious Moments figurine and it is just beautiful.
It is so much nicer than I had imagined, what a pleasant surprise. There is a picture below.
We also bought an ornament today that we engraved with your name and the year 2005.
I had to engrave it by hand so it is not perfect but I will be proud to hang it on our tree when
we set it up.
I am also posting a couple of new verses on your Poems page that I came across. They relate
to the Christmas Season.
Last but certainly not least I am posting a special Thank You to a most loving and heartwarming
couple, Angel and Anthony, Grandparents of a most beautiful heavenly angel Ariannah.
You have touched my life in such a way that no one could. Below is posted the most precious
gift anyone could have given me, and that is a photo done by Anthony. He was able to take
a picture of me holding your big sister Cheyanne and a picture of you and create a photo
depicting that which I regret the most not having .... a picture of me holding you.
THANK Y OU so much Anthony it is just beautiful.
Ok sweetness it is so easy once I get started to just keep writing to you but it is getting late
and I still have so much to do on here. You know that we Love you and hope you are having
fun playing with Ariannah and all your other new friends in Heaven. Hugs and kisses, XOXOX

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

God Bless you Anthony and Angel (((Hugs)))

This is your Precious Moments figurine.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Hi Baby Boy, I hope you had a peaceful Christmas up there in Heaven.
Things here have been extremely rough for your Daddy and I.
I think we both are relieved this holiday season is over.
It is a new year now and I have a hard time accepting that.
I forced myself to stay up and "ring" in the new year but all there was were tears.
I guess that is just because I feel even farther from you. It also does not help
that your due date is rapidly approaching (January 13) and in all reality you could have been
here by now, and SHOULD have been.
I miss you so much.
I made you an ornament and a stocking and had another ornament engraved.
Pictures of them are below.

I do not want this update to turn into one big puddle of sadness so I will stop here.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Well Angel, it's that time again.
Yet another month has gone by, which brings us to the 6 month mark.
I don't like that time keeps passing, each month I go through periods where
the greater the time span the farther away from you I feel.
As I predicted I had a pretty big meltdown as we approached your "due date."
I find myself faced with new struggles every day.
Just when I think I have overcome one ... Up pops another.
Sometimes it is a new challenge and sometimes it is an old one revisiting.
My new hang up I am struggling with is wishing that I can go back to August 1, 2005 just once more.
Just to hold you once more, to see you once more, to memorize you all over again.
But reality is that will not and can not happen, and I know that.
But it does not make the need go away.
Your Daddy has been better about at least making it known to me when he is thinking about you.
That makes me feel good, it helps me to remember I am not alone in this and he has feelings too.
Your sister talks about you a lot, how certain things make her think of you, I hope you can hear her.
Well my Little Angel, I have to update your Poems page with some stuff so my update will stand as is for now.
We all Love you and Miss you terribly and hope that you are safe and comfortable and warm in Heaven.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Hi Baby Boy,
The end of this last month came to me as a shocker.
I had forgotten February was so short with only 28 days.
I have to say over all I felt a little better this month now that January is behind us.
Next big hurdle will be your birthday.
But I guess we will all cross that bridge together when it comes.
Your Daddy and I finally got the necklaces done that we have been wanting for some time now.
Daddy had a beautiful silver Cross engraved and I got a silver dog tag style necklace engraved.
I really feel complete now when I wear it so close to my heart.

I still miss you terribly and wish you were here.
The pain does not hurt any less but the frequency of the waves of sorrow do not rear there ugly head
as often. I guess I should be greatful for that much. There is still times that I look at your big sister
Cheyanne and get choked up thinking about all of the things she will miss with you not being here.
But I try not to dwell too much. It is hard. Life is hard. But still we some how make it to another day.
OK Angel I am going to head over to your Poems page and Awards page to update them too.
Lots of Heavenly Hugs and Kisses and Cuddles being sent up to you.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Hi Munchkin,
here we are at month 8. It does not feel like it has been that long.
All in all I am doing OK. I have my "moments" but I know I always will.
Your Daddy seems to be having some more difficulty now than before.
I am sure we will work things out though.
You brother and sisters are growing up way too fast, but I know you are watching over them.
Your first Heavenly Birthday is quickly approaching so I have been spending
some time thinking about what we may do for your special day.
I have also been thinking a lot about that day back in September, I know you remember.
I made another special graphic and wrote another poem symbolizing that day.
So I guess that is where I will leave things today and head over to your poems page.
As always we send up our Hugs and Kisses.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Monday, May 01, 2006

Hi Angel,
It is actually Wednesday, May 3 12:04 AM that I am sitting here updating your site.
I feel terrible that life has managed to get in the way as part of the reason I am just doing this now.
I think the other part was me dragging my feet. This month I am feeling some resentment.
Part towards the fact that I come here to update not because you are here but because you are not.
But I am also feeling some resentment, anger and some renewed pain because of certain individuals
that do not seem to know how to think of how other's may feel before they speak (or type for that matter).
Some things are just not people's business unless they are invited to share their comments.

I miss you greatly but am still so greatful for making the decisions we made.
I still find great comfort knowing you are in a sense a glance away, all I have to do is look up.
Your Daddy and I went out to your Great Grandma and Grandpa's gravesite recently
and your Daddy starting talking about wishing you were in a place like that but I still am not for that idea.
I think it would be so much harder to have to go to a gravesite and then have to walk away
and leave you even though I know you are not really "there." Somehow it almost feels like abandonment.
Maybe some day but I do not know.

I guess I will leave things at that for now. As always sending up Hugs and Kisses and Special Mommy Cuddles.

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Hi Baby Boy,
I feel so terrible that this update is just coming out now, 6/10/06.
Some believe this to be a good thing, that I must be "moving on."
I know this is not the case.
While I am moving forward through the process,
this was just life getting in the way again and being tired a lot.
But I am here now and I know you know I did not forget about you.
I still think about you at least once every day usually more though.
I am glad to say the thoughts are not all always sad and regretful thoughts.
I do think of how special I am to be the mom of 4 babies even if you are in Heaven.
Some days I really long for an answer to the infamous question of
if we are really reunited with Loved ones when we leave this Earth.
I know I will never have this answer but some days the thought of it
being true gets me through to the next day.
So I guess in the end that is what matters ... surviving another day.

I am sure you are looking down and watching and checking in on us.
Your Daddy is struggling really bad sometimes and misses you terribly.
I wish I could help him but I know I cannot do more than I already do.
But he is getting help and that is a good thing.

Your First Heavenly Birthday is coming way too fast, so that is the day I am
trying to reserve some strength for because I am predicting a pretty bad relapse.
Sometimes just sitting here thinking about it takes my breath away a little.
I pray I can bounce back from whatever lies ahead for the week of August first.

I guess that about sums things up for the past month.
I am going to head over to your Poems page and add a couple things
I came across over there. There is a couple write ups that I think
would be really helpful for any Mommies who recently suffered a loss.

Sending up lots of Hugs and Tummy Kisses
(& raspberries from Daddy)

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Well Baby Boy, the day is finally here **sigh**, your day.
One year ago today, this very minute I was holding you in my arms for the first and last time.
I just don't know where the time goes any more.
I feel so horrible that I never came to update your site for last month.
I have just been so emotionally lazy and drained trying to keep things together here.
I know you understand, and I know you don't blame me.
I think about you every day no matter what I am doing.
I still find great comfort having you here all around me.
Your Daddy misses you a lot too, he is home with us today.
We are planning to go out today, maybe to the park and release some balloons up to you.
Be ready to catch them!! I will take pictures and add them soon as I can.
I have also been working really hard over the last few days on something special.
It is a graphic that represents my life over this past year. I also wrote a poem with it.
You can view these both together on the Poems page if interested.
I am heading over to do those now.

I miss you so very much,
I hope the Angel's are throwing you the best First Heavenly B-Day.
As always I am sending up lots of Mommy Snuggles.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

All Our Love,
Mommy and Daddy

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