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It’s a boy


On the day I was born one of my dad’s friends brought this button by the hospital and my dad wore it proudly for the rest of the day. Ok, I totally made that story up. I know very few of the details of the day of my birth except that I was pink and I cried for two years and I was very well taken care of. Most of my baby pictures include some adult smiling or talking to me as I’m held or am sitting in the little 1960s baby seat. And the cigarettes are all being held well away from the baby.

Mom: The hospital may have given the buttons to new parents. You only had colic for five months. I am sure it was my fault as I knew nothing about babies and just practiced on you. You still make my heart sing.