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Tianna


Dave Oakes


We first knew she was pregnant
Before we ever got word from the Do
For weeks I got sick each morning
So it was not really a shock.
I had never been so happy
To know my child was on the way
The joy I felt could not be expressed
No words had enough meaning to say.
The baby is due in February or so
We’ve got quit a while to wait
It has been hard these passing months
Being helpless to control my child’s fate.
The day after Christmas we go in for a checkup
Just another in a long line of waits
The doctor has some news for us
They must have messed up the dates.
The baby was coming, it was time to cut
We all had to go suit up
Into the operating room we go
Feeling excited as a new born pup.
It was my first born child due
I had been nervous and scared for weeks
There are so many things that can go wrong
Emotionally I rode valleys and peaks.
All the months that have crawled by
The mornings I spent getting sick
We are almost at the finish line
Staring as the clock would pass each tick.
When that head finally made it’s appearance
I thought I was looking at me
My beautiful little baby girl
Was as much like me as could be.
Not only in looks did we match
But she was born with the same scar I had
A hole in her arm, same size and place
No one could have been prouder than her dad.







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