Moving past new-parent jitters

My wife rubbed the edge of her index fingertip along the top edge and leaned over to peek inside. She looked like she was out on a car lot comparing new cars—blue trim on this one, black on that one. Instead of cars, though, we were walking aimlessly through a local store comparing baby cribs. …

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Would you like paper or plastic?

For some reason, the idea seemed to boggle my mind: I could buy anything I wanted from the grocery story. I walked through the small bakery area and tried to decide what I was going to get. I couldn’t stop looking at the display of cinnamon sticky buns. I still had on the little aprons …

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