On Aimee's first birthday, I took her to Saintford. Before the plane took off, she sat in my lap, clutching her bottle and gazing curiously out the window.A flight attendant gave her a little toy airplane. She grabbed one of its wings and refused to let go, grinning so widely that her two tiny teeth showed.The young woman sitting beside us couldn't resist teasing her. "Is this your baby's first time on a plane?""Yes," I replied."How come her daddy didn't come along?" she asked.I wiped the milk from the corner of Aimee's mouth and answered, "This is a trip for the two of us."The plane soared above the clouds.Aimee didn't get airsick. She fell fast asleep against me, her little hand still clutching the toy airplane.As I gazed at the sea of clouds rolling past the window, I thought back to the flight I'd taken a year earlier.Back then, I'd had my pregnancy test results tucked in my pocket. There'd been a pair of baby shoes sitting inside my suitcase. My heart had been be
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