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Michele, I gotta be honest with ya here.

For some reason, through the years my friends who became new moms all seemed to have the urge to put their babies in my lap, for me to hold them and love on them. I'm sure it was their intention to try to inspire me to have babies of my own. You see, nobody knew of my condition; I kept it a secret until I turned 50.

It was tough, cradling the little babies in my arms. I'm not gonna lie to ya. However, it's my fault for not having told my friends; they truly did not mean to hurt me, they just did not know.

When I became a Godmother to my nephew, it was a WONDERFUL experience. I got introduced to "Sesame Street," a show I had never seen before (remember, when I was a little kid, there WAS no TV, and when it was invented, the only show for kids was "Howdy Doody" (I LOVED it!). Anyway, did you know that "Sesame Street" is VERY entertaining!

I know, I know, I rambling. Sorry. It's a "Senior Moment." It'll pass....

My point is: I enjoyed my Godson every time I was with him; it was WONDERFUL. But you know what ELSE was wonderful? Handing him over to my brother and his wife when he started screaming. Then, when he became a rotten teenager, I was able to walk out of the house and leave him with his parents, for them to have to deal with.

And ya know what I did when I left their house? I went home to my little puppy dog who jumped all over me and showered me with kisses.

It's a good thing.

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